Hello, world. The week rolls on, and now it’s Tuesday. The crow army – now six members strong – landed in the front yard for breakfast at the feeder, ignoring the wheat puffs Shawshank scattered in the back. They picked at the leftover sunflower seeds the smaller birds pulled out of the feeders. My allergies…
Hello, world. Welcome to a new week. We’re up. Podrick did Podrick things really early, spurred on by the wind making the blackout curtains flap in the bedroom. I was too warm and had a miserable time, but reset the Sleep Daddy I was listening to and hoped to crash. Not even the kitty snuggles…
Look at this judgemental bitch, watching me buy secondhand knickers. Hello, world. We managed to stay in bed until the standard waking time. I think the heat yesterday and overnight sapped Podrick’s energy, because he wasn’t immediately harassing Shawshank for breakfast when we came out of the bedroom. He crawled out from behind the couch,…