Spicy Work

Business and cats and schedule changes.

Let’s be clowns.

We’re up, and it’s a gray Sunday. I enjoyed some morning cuddles with Pippin. We had some rain move in overnight, helping to persuade the last of the snow to leave town. The farmers won’t complain. We were sloths yesterday. Shawshank had the day off, and we didn’t need to go shopping, so neither of…