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I’m tired and the porch has sprung a leak that appears to be connected to the master bathroom shower and we don’t know any local handymen and I have one week to finish all the art for Fairybreath and they would probably like the cover done too. And the beagle got the wrong food from the vet and is having an itch-tastic morning and one of the cats had a lengthy hork-fest in the small hours of the night that rendered sleep problematic as there is nothing like a “URRRKA-URRRKA-URK-URK-URK-URK-hwaaaaagghgh!” repeated at two minute intervals to bring one to the cold light of consciousness.

And I am grumpy. I realize that into every life a little rain must fall, but generally one prefers rain from the sky and not grey water from the porch. Sigh.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.

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OMG laughed so hard I nearly wet myself :D :D :D Classic!

He woke up and was telling me about this weird dream he had and I said "Oh yeah, the cat just threw up in the hallway."

On a positive note ferret horking generally is quiet enough that it doesn't disturb my sleep. The negative note is that with how small they are they don't have much reserves so it usually heralds a multi-hundred dollar vet trip.

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