Saturday, May 15, 2010
15 May, 1911
It's been blowing hard today. Went for a short walk, which was not pleasant. Wilson gave a lecture on penguins. He went on about dinosaurs.
One of the dogs, Vaida, who used to have a savage temper, has taken to me; I massaged him when his coat was bad, and now he runs up to bury his head in my legs whenever I go out of doors.
It's nice to be loved.