Lily Meets A Newfie named Admiral

I walked over and called up Sylvia on the Pond View intercom. She came out and we sat on the bench swing with Lily and Lucy. She told stories and we laughed our heads off. I tell her she should do stand up comedy.
"I would love that!" she said.

On my way home I met an 8 year old black and white spotted Newfie Named Admiral in Walgreen's parking lot. "Today's his birthday!" his owner said. "He's eight," she said.
"Lily's nine!" I said. Admiral and Lily got along well. They're practically the same size. "He's 200 pounds," Rebecca said.
"Lily's 81".

I came home and had lunch. The clouds are huge and gray and the air is soft and feels gray.