So we've been waiting for days on this big Irene storm that was supposed to come through here and make a lot of noise. Nada. Nothing.
Apparently this Irene thing went on up north where the Yankees live. Hope they can deal with it. We've done our share of storms, and we really don't intend to do any more if we can help it. One of them cost us our fave doghouse a few years ago, and we still aren't too happy about that.
In the meantime, the staff's been hanging around. Staffer Dad was so bored he decided we needed a bath. Really? Surely there are other things to do. Doesn't the cat need his claws trimmed or something? We'd be happy to help with that.