Race Day

Today Jim and Jean got up early to go run two races.  This is good because I like my breakfast early.  It is bad because there are no Sunday pancakes.  They think that pancakes would make them run slow.  I think pancakes would make me run fast.  They must have run fast because they weren't gone long and they came home with medals.  In the afternoon Jean weeded the garden and threw the tennis ball for me.  I chased the ball until my tongue hung out.  Then I rested in the garage.