Missing mails

Damn dogs, who would have them?

Blue skies; that must be a welcome change.
When I can’t remember things, I just wait patiently until I do. The more I think about it, the longer it takes.
The oil stones, unless you have found a new, and more cunning location for them, are either in your desk or above the work bench out the back.
You should find at least one missive from me for yesterday.
Unless you delete the mails, you still have them so you can see which you have read and which not. Unread ones are in BOLD