Feb. 7, 2005

It's warm out today...at least for early February.

I ran around the yard this morning, played with Roxi a bit and then came in and ate some breakfast.

Why, oh why, does Dad give me thse horrible breath mints everyday with my breakfast? Is he trying to tell me something?

I wouldn't even eat the things except Roxi would grab mine and eat it if I didn't. And there is no way I'll let her do that!