I am up early with a puking puppy. (Yes, I have now managed to mention vomit in two consequent posts; my mother must be very proud.) I lead a very glamorous life.
It's dark and the rain is keeping my state Evergreen. I think I'll put on some coffee and work on a short story that I keep meaning to write while I send you over for shelter on The Porch, Women's Colony style.
I think it will make you giggle.