The other day I wrote about Spring. Mom said it was right around the corner, so I told Mistrie. Now, she too, is looking for it, around every corner, every tree, every bush. She checked really good in the woodshed, where she sleeps, and even went out to the big shed where Dad stores the machine that chews up grass and the water rider Mom calls a boat. She reports so far, no luck spotting it. She said she would keep an eye out, along with watching for birds, mice, blowing leaves, coyotes, peoples, bugs, in fact anything moving that she might chase and catch/eat. She hopes it won't be too long, she is sick of winters .