Not really sure how that happens since the temp will inch close
to a hunnert again. And then Tommy will mutter 'iced coffee' and well--You know how the humans are--oh and lookee at this crafty thingy Tommy did on a piece of rock--uh--wait, Tommy says "tumbled marble."
I just know she used Uncle MaxMaxx and not a photo of ME! Tommy says I just gotta be patient. Uh-huh. Yea. So in the meantime time I do my own celebration of Labor Day:
