Tricky November
Insurance deductibles
And big time vet bills
Well, I’m not sure what just hit me, but it sure packed a wallop. At least I’m still conscious. No concussions yet. It’s forty degrees outside and sunny, and snow lingers in shaded patches. Cornflake is curled up on the couch . . . no actually, he’s . . . oh well. I’m hungry for pad thai. Of course. That sounds really good right now and it’s hard to focus. Day three of no caffeine, and I’m not sure what Leopold Bloom is actually doing. It’s hard to figure sometimes.
And then there was the whole tree trimming incident . . .