The cover jacket for *Under the Beetle's Cellar* calls it a modern morality play.
I have slept the clock around more or less. It rained this morning. Off to Ft. Woof.
We had the place to ourselves and Lady Chica loves to chase birds all over the field.
Went over to Martha's. She and I ran errands. Then we went to Kohl's. I bought a beautiful sleevless dress.
Jeff grilled exotic chicken breasts. We had the usual great chat. Had a wonderful time.
No book reviews. Did not have time to read.
Hugs, Dr. Liz
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