I don't think the FedEx guy likes us. He doesn't even ring the doorbell to announce his deliveries anymore. He just plops them on our doorstep and runs off.
In other news, I'm debating whether we need to give Hobkin a bath. What's triggering this conundrum is that I, err, dropped a dollop of whipped cream on him. I cleaned off most of it, but there's a patch of fur on his tail which is sticking up funny now.
Writing Stuff
Been working on my talk for Ann Crispin. Thanks to everyone who made suggestions. I have, ye verily, incorporated them into my lecture. I also ran through it several times last night (poor