...among other results of Xmas gift giving.

Morning chilly, damp, and gray. Afternoon, cool, damp, and sunny. Not at all like winter. Pax and I even got in a late season bike ride to the prairie—and he was up for some running after all the holiday-ing.

Late yesterday, after the gathering, Pax and I took a long walk. Toward the end of it he crashed his way through a bramble patch, only to emerge in a straight-jacket of nasty mini burrs. He looked something like an ambulatory bush, and his eyes were stuck shut. It took me a few minutes to get him ambulatory and sighted again, and then a good hour with a comb, once at home, to get him bask to his old snuggly self.