Good morning, world. It’s a new week. The door is open, Pippin is watching the world. Podrick is cleaning himself and generally being a menace. I woke up with him trying to play with me at some point over night. I protected my fingers and managed to go back to sleep. He came back up when it was just about time to get up anyway, purring like crazy. We played and cuddled until it was time to wake up Shawshank. But the sun is up, and it looks like today might be sunny.
We enjoyed a quiet Sunday. Shawshank took the weekly mail over to his parents’ house and returned with their vacuum. We had brunch. I vacuumed the living room. Podrick bravely watched from the hall, peeking around the corner to watch from a safe distance. After dinner, we watched “Conclave”, which was excellent.
Today, we’re back to a normal-ish routine. Shawshank has to go out and vote sometime before his afternoon shift. I’m going to assume my human form.
