Woody Cavenaugh

Santa came to my house yesterday. He wan't fat, and he wasn't wearing red. I understand he was a jolly old elf though.

I can't tell you what a difference it is to have heat.

The floor was warm and everything. When I woke up this morning there wasn't frost on the windows of the house. The dogs and the cats weren't sleeping together for warmth. I woke up feeling like I was living and not just surviving. Its a very good feeling.