Dog totally climbed in my lap. Fuuuck, I smell like dog. OTOH, looks like I might not need a boltcutter on the collar, hard to tell at this hour under the duct tape.

Fuckit, to bed. Morning's tasks await.

Forgive me, please, if I am butting in.

No, not at all, Strix. I really was looking to get a feel for how whacked what I heard was. Especially when the foster mom admitted that she'd really rather not have to spend time at the hospital if she had to take the kid into the psych ward for evals.

Your instincts are sound. Like I said, you need backup or research, I'm your woman.

Sara, you have good caretaker instincts. You're definitely good for the animal population, even if the baby robins made you sad.

..it's a localized internal allergic reaction and they can't figure out what does it.

Seriously, that would be panic-inspiring. Do they know enough to give him an epi-pen or equivalent thereof?

Ding. I'm awake. TJs isn't open yet, so a load of laundry going. Wait, I think that means no-or-oddball pressure shower.

Today better include a nap.

I'm not sure of the details, but an epipen isn't recommended in his case. Maybe because it is selfcorrecting? It's godawful uncomfortable, but not life threatening.

Since I hit forty random gas-x for random horrible pains has definitely become an important part of my life.

How did people live, let alone survive, before air conditioning? This week I've wanted to just wander the neighborhood and assault contractors with plastic cups and a 5 gallon jug of iced water.

The dudes at my coffee cart are fasting. Every morning when I walk up to that silver box I hold my breath that they're still sweating. I know they hydrate well before sunrise and it only has to hold them until noon, but still... We had a count down until yesterday's storm. This week is going to be so much better!

My apartment building is shaped like a U with the entrance in the center and a staircase on each of the arms. There are huge windows on the staircases. Once they were open and the wind was whipping up the stairwells so hard that when I walked into my apartment the door SLAMMED behind me once I let go of the knob. My brain snapped to this crazy flash of my building before the transoms were sealed. I figure these units were pretty liveable on all but the hottest days... and on those they probably kept all the doors open.

I'm chilling in my friend's house while she has a work call. Yikes! But her baby shower yesterday was lovely, and hanging at her parents' after was hilarious. Good times.

am I the patron saint of lost/abandoned animals?

Only the lucky ones. But also, keep in mind, that I didn't call you when I had a chicken issue.

Well, the dog disappeared when I was out running my errands. Will have to ask the neighbors WTH?

Goodness, Karen Gillan shaved her head for Guardians of the Galaxy. That's one way to avoid getting stereotyped as Amy Pond.