Scout and I are not happy with the time change. It gets dark at 5 p.m. We don't get up until 4 p.m. That only gives us an hour to enjoy the daylight. Oh, sure, we are up a little bit during the day, but since Mama needs us to be quiet while she works, we sleep. We don't like being couped up inside so early. It just isn't right. Mama is not happy getting up at 4 a.m. to take me outside. My clock says it's 5 a.m.
I'm not doing as well with my naked leg as Mama would like. Daddy thinks that it's still weak even though I did my physical therapy like I was supposed to do and I was walking well when I had the bandage. He thinks the bandage was giving me support and now it's all me. I'm doing okay, I guess, but it's hard. We are not going to the park tomorrow because my folks think it would be too much for me. I'm just going to walk around the yard and do my physical therapy that way. We may take a ride in the car if there is time, but since it gets dark at 5 p.m., I doubt it.
Daddy winterized the RV, so that means no more camping this year. We planned on camping on Thanksgiving weekend, but our plans changed. I'm disappointed, but Mama says we will have fun at home. I'm hoping I will feel better by then and we can visit some parks.
Joey
The Greyhound Who Doesn't Like It Getting Dark So Early