Today was Christmas and the cockroach was up at daybreak. Isla, my youngest granddaughter, caught me, the cockroach, doing my Christmas dance. I have heart failure and a new hip, replaced after a fall playing basketball. I seem to be impossible to keep down. My doctors agree. Of all the animals I could be said to resemble, the you-can't-keep-'em-down cockroach best symbolizes me.
I wanted to share this video and did not know where to post it. I decided my blog might be as good a place as any to post it. Enjoy.
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