All Things Profane and Sacred

Wooof. Today has been hectic, running here and there getting shit together. We're going up to the beachhouse early tommorrow morning, so I am packing and wrapping and drinking and puffing. Unfortunately, we'll be taking the boys-our petsitter fell through after realizing it was Christmas weekend. That and Pogo is suddenly having pissing on the floor problems since the houseguest (HG) has arrived. We are now calling him, "Housguest-him that brings rains of urine." He says the shitstorm is yet to come.