“In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.”

Cowboy didn't set the clocks ahead when he went to bed last night.
He thought they would adjust themselves.

Happy “spring” forward! Don’t forget to change the clocks tonight

 I'm exhausted, I've not done anything, but I'm still exhausted.

We went to the White Pine Bookstore today.
That store was packed, wall-to-wall with people.
I would guess we were there for about an hour.

“That is one good thing about this world... there are always sure to be more springs.”

Badger went into the laundry room to clean the litter boxes and get the room ready so the cats could be safely locked in there until Sunday.
She’d probably been working an hour or more when Raven came home from work and told us he was spending the weekend at his former partner’s house instead of bringing the kids down here.

McDonald's: A little guilty pleasure never hurt anyone

Today was the follow-up to Cowboy’s procedure. 
I think the drive to Powell took longer than the actual appointment.
Badger and I had gotten all comfy in the car to wait, and boom, Cowboy was back.