There was a bit of crying in the dark of night. But this morning the high ground has been claimed, I am being watched. A private place with a safe view. Woke up to find a poop in the litter. I turned the boiler on for a few hours to boost the heat in the cold room before the frigid air moves in. The snow has started, not expected to stop until tomorrow. I'll be outside looking to rescue any willing parties, and bringing in more wood until noon. Not much sewing at the moment, A nip on the knuckle last night left me with a swollen finger. But I think we've made a bit of peace.
A day late doodle though, maybe the soul-o nine lives patch?