Well, spent the morning slip-sliding around the backroads in a bus. Not so much fun.
One of my little doggies passed away this afternoon.
I held her and petted her most of the morning and then had to go on my run. She was gone when I got back. I think she had a stroke the other day. She's had a few unexplained 'spells' which certainly seem like a human stroke, although she always recovered in an hour or so.
And to top it all off, I went to check the computer, and found a freakin' weasel running thru my suspended ceiling in the basement. Anyone got suggestions on that? I have my pellet gun handy, but the likelihood of getting a shot are pretty slim. I have some bait for mice up there, but I don't know if they eat that. No room for a big trap. Sucker's about 8-10 inches long and white as snow. He stopped at a missing tile for a peek at me. Somehow I think he's going to be smarter than I am.