Twelve Days

It’s been raining for a few days now. So there’s a slow moving little creek running from the west side of the basement, through Nizzibet’s new office space and under my desk. I’m wearing shoes to keep my tootsies dry.

Paliki the cat has decided that sleeping outside is no longer an option and can found snoring on Nizzibet’s office furniture.

Skook seems to have gotten bored with Tetris. Or maybe he’s just settling in for winter. He sleeps a lot more these days. I need to get a space cleared out for him in the garage. I’m not sure how Aged Mother will take to a sasquatch in the basement. Better to get her adjusted to Nizzibet, Jaydogg and me before we make her live with much larger species.