I briefly considered going on a rampage that would get me on the front page of newspapers all across the country. But then considered against that. I almost had to laugh. The timing was so perfect (sometimes you’re just on a roll).
I pulled my head out from under my soggy blankets. Noticed Moo Cat and Fatty about 30 yards down the trail waiting for their breakfast. Fortunately I had a pack of hot dogs in my backpack (8 hot dogs for a dollar at the Dollar Tree, they’re cheaper than cat food (which makes you wonder what’s in those things)). I tossed them one by one like footballs down the trail to my cats. Perfect spirals sort of. As Moo Cat and Fatty scampered after the hot dogs in hot pursuit. So at least I didn’t have to get up to feed them. So you can always look on the bright side.