… it’s raining again.
I have an urge to go out and do a Snoopy dance in the driveway, but as I’m in my pajamas until I do laundry that would probably not be a good idea.
I, as a pet parent who spoils her children to the nth degree, got a water fountain for my cat that constantly recirculates the water, as kitties like that and stop trying to stick their head in people’s water glasses rather than drink from stale standing water. When it runs low it makes a sort of grinding noise. I awoke last night to a sound I mistook for the fountain. Standing blearily under the vent in the hall, I realized the rain was coming down hard enough to make a dull roar through the vent system. So I went back to bed.
What a great Sunday. Might venture to the library later.
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