Kasey and I have licenses, and they are on the collars She got us. We don't wear them, since we stay inside all the time. She needs a license, too. When you drive a car, you must have a license, and when a policeman stops you, you have to show it to him. Hers has run out of time, and so She had to go and get a new one. She said there were a gazillion people there, but She got called pretty fast. Lots of young people were waiting to take the test of skill at driving. She is so glad She doesn't have to take that.This new license will be good until She is 84 years old - if She is still alive then - and She guesses She would have to take a test to see if She still had the right skills. They also took a new picture. She says She will drive like an angel so She doesn't have to show that picture to a policeman. It makes me look old and mean, Cofs, She told me. Oh, well. All the better to threaten people with, if She ever has to.
Hana'sGran got an eye operation like the one She got. She was thinking about H'sG all day and hoping her operation was going as well as Hers went. It was tiresome going through it, but now that it is over and She can see very well, She thinks Hana'sGran will be as happy as She is.
Tonight They will eat the stuff that was left after Their celebration dinner. I will be very glad to help. (snerk)
Monday, January 30, 2012
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