Tiger’s on the mend. He felt good enough by evening to go out and eat a bite at our favorite Italian around the corner. Yay!
It’s been raining cats and dogs and hippos all day and for a good chunk of last night. We were catapulted out of bed around 6:30 this morning by a clap of thunder that sounded as if the neighbor’s house had exploded. It’s been a deluge ever since. I’m so glad I decided not to bike to my knit breakfast this morning, but had a lift instead. That would have been impossible.