A plate of June berries is thawing on the counter. This can only mean there will be buckwheat pancakes with June berries in the near future. Snow is coming down and peace and quite prevail. Erin and Fran made it to Denver, but not to their house. I-70 is closed to Evergreen. I have fulfilled my morning duties as Hoppy. Hoppy is a rolly polly guy that serves the commander breakfast. The commander says "Get me some milk for my coffee". Hoppy jumps up and runs to the refrigerator. Once hoppy is settled the commander snaps "Make some more coffee". Hoppy comes out of his seat like a snake bit his butt and makes coffee. The commander sits and reads the paper while Hoppy fulfills every command. Around nine Hoppy slowly fades away and I become myself. Hoppy may have to do the dishes, but it will be worth it after those buckwheat pancakes get greased with syrup. It will be interesting to see if the commander decides to attack the cackler today. Lord Kadizzle is one of the foremost pheasant trackers in this part of the world. With the snow on the ground the tracking will be do da. Lord Kadizzle will resume his hunt for a monster pheasant. The pheasant has a limp according to Lord Kadizzle, which makes him easy to track. Some of the smart pheasants learned from the Indians to drag their tail feathers to obscure the tracks, but this rarely foils Lord Kadizzle.
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