Storms broke loudly at 5am

Storms broke loudly at 5am. Got up to let in and dry off the cat who refused to come in last night. The dog demanded constant reassuring petting. So, going back to bed quickly became a non-option.

Then everybody demanded feeding, even though it was hours early. (Everybody but nervous tummy doggy.) Including Miss Fussy the Guest kitty, who has hardly moved from my desk in days, and in the night had thrown up on it. And her little temporary cardboard litterbox was a disaster.

But the storms are moving off, everybody is settled down, everything is cleaned up, and I have coffee. Ahh. But, talk about hitting the ground running first thing in the morning...!