Cold, snowy day here in Denver. A few inches, at least, up here by my office in Golden, quite a bit less down by the house. Driving in was a moderate pain, but I took my time and got here with only a few Hail Marys.
I’m feeling better today, by the by. Certainly well enough to be in the office. We got to bed before 9 last night, which sounds great except that Kitten had a stomach-ache starting around 2 a.m., which led to Margie sitting in there with her for over an hour, and continued intermittent wailing and gnashing of little teeth when she left.
I took a peek in at her this a.m., before I left, just to make sure she had her covers on. She was sleeping on the floor by the door, which I didn’t determine until I had awakened her. More wailing and gnashing ensued, as I tried, unsuccessfully, to quiet her down.
Poor Kitten. Poor Margie.