Yet another night where the Fanta Menace pulled down half the tapestry while we tried to fall asleep. Yet another morning where I locked my smooth-brained ginger baby out of…

Dear Universe,

If you're not the Universe, scroll by. Please, be so fucking for real right now. Also, Podrick was Podrick this morning. I woke up early, enjoyed an hour of cuddle…
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Good morning. The gods decided we needed at least one more day on this planet. As a result, we're up. Podrick came into bed for a hand snuffle, and later…