I haven't got anything of worth to write. This morning I had this -
I never had a problem with farting until the cats moved in. And I've been blaming the dogs. Last nite, while not being able to sleep because I was busy searching for an axe so I could chop off my feet, it became abundantly clear who was stinking up the building. The dogs were at the end of the bed, and the cats were at pillow level. It was bad, people. Boy cats are evidently very rude.
So you can understand why I've stayed away from blogging.
Just Call Me Empty