Happy morning, y’all. It’s Wednesday, it’s snowing, there’s coffee and wars and shit happening. It’s been a morning; Podrick being Podrick had me awake early. Then he woke up Shawshank, and then he climbed the window screen. We tried to sleep. With the day off, yesterday was a nice day. Most of the weekly putterings…
Not me. I would never. Is it Tuesday? I think it is. We were forced to get up early, as Podrick has been up to his old tricks this morning. I guess we got our hopes up when we had a good morning yesterday. Aside from doing the supper dishes, I didn’t do anything productive…
Hello, world. It’s another morning, and it’s Monday. Podrick had Shawshank up a little early, so they went out into the living room and let me doze. In my groggy, half-awake state, I heard Pod playing and pondered whether Shawshank was dead or alive, because he was handling the noise remarkably well for the early…