Spring comes early to England.
After padding our hoofs in the
gardens we were quickly out of
our daisy-roots and relaxing in
the library, merry as grigs,
when she entered. "I seem to
have misplaced my lorgnettes,"
she stated, "and I simply cannot
go to that opera without them."
Not going to the opera tonight
sounded good to us.
"Let's have a wet," she added.
........LOUDmeow
