January's here and in a few days I'll be another year older. I never pictured myself being 68 years of age. I don't feel that old. It might be that second childhood thing I guess. Little hair, few teeth, and always in diapers. I wonder how I'll feel about it next year?

This will be the second winter I've spent in Indiana. So far it hasn't been very hard on me other than wearing more clothes than I used to. It was funny, there was a light snow and my micropanther, Danny had run out when the garage door opened, and he ran back in just as fast when his feet hit the cold stuff.

He is a real pest at times, especially when I'm working on the computer. He jumps up in the chair behind me, pats my shoulder and complains. This is his way of wanting me to go to bed. He will stay at it until I shut the computer off and head to the bedroom. He will then jump on the bed and wait till I get under the covers, then he will run off and play with his squeaky mouse. It isn't so bad when he does it in the living room or the computer room. It's when he gets under my bed and has at it that's annoying.