Evie Day 294
Good morning! It is Thursday, 4 January 2024.
Right now, one of the little dogs (Lily) is barking at my wife’s breakfast with a high-pitched bark that lands with me in the same fashion as an ice pick being shoved into my ear drum.
I love my dogs, but there are some of their behaviors that can be a bit annoying. Yesterday afternoon they all cornered a small opossum under the deck stairs. Poor thing was probably scared to death. Dane was able to get all of the dogs inside, giving the small rodent an avenue and opportunity to escape, and it did. But, I have to tell you, the level of barking was at an all-time high.
Last night I was gaming with the guys, and it was a successful foray back into one of our fantasy campaigns (the same one I wrote about a couple of weeks ago when I thought my character had bought the farm)… successful in that we all survived, but there are still some unresolved after-effects of the conflict (curses!). It was fun, and my spirits were lifted by a couple of timely natural 20s on my attack dice.
We wrapped up a little before ten, and I headed straight for bed. Lisa had a long day and was already asleep. I climbed into bed and my bedspread was wet… Odin has a strange habit of chewing and drooling all over whatever surface he happens to be nibbling a late-night snack upon. It was uncomfortable and damp, so I slipped on a t-shirt and folded that corner of the bedspread down, and we’ll get it tossed into the washing machine in a little bit.
Odin is currently at my wife’s feet begging for some of her breakfast. His vocalizations can be on the interesting side, as he is carrying on a one-sided conversation, a canine version of “Oliver Twist”, and he has no problem communicating the classic line, “May I have some more?”.
Time for me to think about my breakfast. Nothing too fancy today. I finished off the corned beef hash from Monday, so this morning might just be toast with peanut butter and a cup of coffee.
Time to get this in the can, and get walking around before Lucy the Schmokie claws my leg off.
I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.
Peace y’all.
