All day, the birds chattered in protest of the sudden change from summery to wintery. I may have let out a few screeches myself, when I first went outside. Sluggo, of course, seems delighted, judging from his relatively good behavior. I can put up with the cold if it means not putting up with his constant crashes. Now, I might be able to catch up on all those things I've been putting off, like e-mailing and updating Windows and uploading some pictures.