The frog song is not being drowned out by barking dogs tonight, but it's too cold for me to stay outside listening to them for long. Maybe tomorrow night will be better. It's unfortunate that it's not warm tonight, as the local PBS station is having one of its quarterly beg-a-thons, so no English people will be murdering one another tonight, and it would be a perfect time to sit on the back porch listening to frogs and enjoying some mild evening air.
Instead I'll probably just watch reruns of Americans murdering one another on the Hallmark Murder and Glurge Channel. That is if I can get Portia off my lap long enough to move into the living room. Some popcorn would be nice, too. Would be nicer if I could get warm.
