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Ah, another Thursday. We’re watching the news and the cats are momentarily quiet. It snowed overnight. Shawshank’s phone insists several inches fell, but my view from the couch disputes this claim. A thin line of snow balances on the bottom edge of the big window. We both had slow nights at work last night. One…

For the record, the song was “Angel of the Morning” by Juice Newton.

Hola, world. We’re up, and so far it’s been a relatively smooth morning. Podrick let me sleep, only coming up to the bed around 7am. I pulled the weighted blanket up to my chin to protect my neck from his front paws and dozed as he sucked my thumb. While I took a pic of…