Better

[BY SUSAN]
You know these posts are from Susan because if Peter were writing them they'd be composed in song lyrics or be telling you the composition of some band and who wrote/sang what and when.  Well, this is Susan and I mostly tell you about Peter.

He is planning to head north on Friday.  Every day he is a little better than the day before, though still weak and sleeping a lot.  He is eating better, and today was supposed to take a little walk outside, "just to the end of the sidewalk," but he ended up driving the recycling up to the end of the road and then (what was he thinking?) bringing a load of wood on the cart from the woodshed to the house.

It was a bit much for him (but he did it).

When I do this chore it is pretty hazardous as the path to the porch is downhill with an upward sloping ramp at the end.  Almost without fail, just as I am running behind the cart with no hope of stopping it, aiming for that ramp, our old dog, Fleck, will decide to cross the path.

It feels like a video game,only trying to miss the target instead of hit it.  Between his efforts and mine we haven't collided yet, but he'd be the worse for it.  He is very deaf, so my yelling doesn't help.  Sheesh.

At any rate, the wood is in the house and being fed fast and furiously into the stove to maintain some warmth this bitter cold night.  All the cats and dogs are in, and the horses are either in the barn or double-blanketed.  Early tomorrow the ice-breaking fun begins.

Thanks, ya'll.  Will keep you posted.  Thanks for all the prayers and jingles and good thoughts and support.

SG