Good morning my friends, it’s a clear, but cold day out there this morning, and Crystal slept on the couch, because of the plague that she’s carrying. That happened early in the night, so it was me and Chaucer on the bed. Pippin came up shortly before the alarm, but was growled off the bed pretty quickly.

It’s cold out there. It’s currently below freezing outside with a high of 6°🦫. It’s definitely fall on the prairies.

But coffee has been brewed, and The Flat is slowly waking up. Only a couple more days between me, and a real vacation! Woohoo!