We baked some soda bread, we made potato latkes to celebrate the first night of Hanukkah. Rusty hung out declining to go for a walk. He knows what he wants and I don’t force him. It was a good day. We read books and swam at great length in lovely warm calm waters. Friday is definitely our last day before we drive south to look for the vet.
I got dinged on the head by a half chewed West Indian almond. It was dropped not by a squirrel but by a macaw.
They squawk very loudly and fly like they are not built for flight but can only manage to stay airborne by some serious ferocious wing flapping.
In a tree they look quite attractive.
Other than getting bombarded by parrots it was another lovely day at the beach.
Air fried potato latkes are delicious it turns out. Crispy and not greasy. Best Jewish food ever.
