<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"></head><body><div><font face="sans-serif">So it's visions of mince pies that dance in Clara's head, rather than sugar plums. I am glad she is recovering from her overindulgence. Poor Rolph. He must think life is very unjust to receive such treatment and not enjoy a single pie. I think he deserves a meat and potato pie once he's recovered from his ordeal. Belly rubs to them both from the Leader Pack. </font></div><div><font face="sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="sans-serif">Lois Leader with Emma the Aussie Basset Dog and Dobby the House Elf </font></div><div><font face="sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="sans-serif">lois.leader@cox.net </font></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div id="composer_signature"><div style="font-size:85%;color:#575757" dir="auto">Sent from my Verizon, Samsung Galaxy smartphone</div></div></body></html>