Skook and I meet for a moment in the back yard. Dawn is still an hour or so away. I’m taking out the trash. He’s coming home from wherever he’s been wandering.
I don’t have much to say. Mostly because I’m so sleep deprived that I’m unable to direct a conversation. I can answer questions but Skook isn’t much for asking them.
So the meeting is short. Friendly. Then I go back to wake up Aged Mother and get her started on breakfast. Skook heads for the garage to get some sleep.