Morning, y’all. Happy Saturday. We’re up, Chaucer is trying to snuggle as close to me as possible, and Pippin is doing the litter box dance. I’ve been awake since about 4am, when I started coughing. Something in the air has invaded my chest.
Due to yesterday’s weather, Shawshank‘s boss made the executive decision to close up early. We were on our second cups of coffee when she texted and let him know not to bother coming in. Instead, we lounged about. Shawshank spent the afternoon playing “Persona 5“, and I obsessively added and removed items from my Temu shopping cart.
Today, I’m going to play Just Dance and be somewhat human. Shawshank‘s orders.
