Sherab Ling I think is in India. Tibetan tradition. We are out of the sweet herb and have no car tonight. The cats have been fed: Hardy pigged out with half a cup, Laurel ate a quarter or a third of a cup.

The monks are singing after the tacky 80s French music from Kebec radio at the time...Dont get me wrong: I actually enjoyed hearing those hits in radio in kebe from the 80s. But time for a change. After a whole day of that.

Photo of Jerry, my first dog in my 20s, a rescue from montreal spca.