Yep, we’re awake, but not liking it. Podrick was being Podrick this morning and was trying to climb through the blinds. I was awake just a few moments ago, Pippin was about to snuggle, but Podrick came up on the bed, and chased her off. So, I figured it was time to get up.

I assume that it’s fog out there, hanging out. But you never know, it could be smoke from the wildfires up north. I’m going to say it’s fog. It’s kinda thick out there, but in the fog, I hear birdsong, so I know it’s not killer fog. That’s a good thing.

Podrick has grown since we picked him up on April 24th. He eats like a pig, and he’s still very cute, even though we have to have a locked and loaded squirt gun, that he pretty much just shrugs off when we squirt him. It’s quiet in the Flat. I don’t know where the kitties are. But, if it’s quiet, they’re not fighting. Maybe they’re sleeping next to each other.

Hopefully, it gets a little warmer. It’s been a weird summer so far. I still carry my hoodie with me to work, and I’d say 9 times out of 10, I’m wearing it by the end of the night.