I am happy to see Zap returning to his usual place of morning greeting. The minus-zero temperature kept him inside his lair early in the morning, or so I’m guessing. It looks like he picked off a lot of moles during the night.

Zinnia and Bud, besties, love to jump on the footstool in front of me together during the coldest part of the night. We kept each other company.

I spent time with Zip in the lawn chair when it was warm; I sat with him on the back porch today. I hope we can resume our quality time now that it’s warming up. We both miss it.