Betty and Onslow are chewing dead leaves on the brush pile. Why? Who knows!
I have two new masks to try on. What do you think?
It’s very funny. But—oh no!—it’s too small!
The straps won’t meet under my jaw:
This other mask was a little bigger:
It’s nice looking:
But—darn it!—it’s too small, too! The straps won’t meet unless it’s pulled way too tight:
Poor Ann—she went to all the trouble to measure me, too—but she’ll have to send these back and get a larger size. 😿