The three of us decided to take a nice nap this afternoon, but Malcolm didn't join us. I think he was out on the side porch, watching the squirrels scurrying around outside. Since Mia has left us, those fellows have been getting bolder and bolder. I think it annoys Malcolm, as it does me, that they seem to mock us from the front yard as they busily collect their food for the winter. OOOO - did I say "winter"? It is a word my servants don't like to think about. As for me, I look forward to fires in the fireplace, but that's me. This week it has been unseasonably warm, but I doubt that I have long to wait before the kindling and logs will appear in the wood basket by the hearth!
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