Good morning, world. It’s another sunny morning here in TinyTown. We’re all up, Shawshank is already out of the house and working the morning shift. The cats are milling about, waiting for me to open the back door and let them sit in the sunshine. I spent yet another afternoon configuring the Dell. My last…
TGIF y’all. I’ve had a rough morning; I overheated and woke up too early, I pulled myself into a ball and now my joints hurt. Podrick laid on my chest, jammed his head under my chin, kneaded my pillow with his giant paws, and purred. We had a nice day off. Shawshank played :sr3: for…
Good morning, world. It’s another sunny one out there. The door is open, and Pippin is enjoying a breeze. I ripped up some moldy bread and tossed it out onto the patio for some birds. I doubt they’re close enough to know it’s there, but I hear a bunch of crows cawing their heads off…