Yes, nine, and about to be ten. Eat ... I don’t, very much, because the Horde consumes everything except, “What was that vegetable, anyway?” Sleep ... between putting the last load of laundry in the dryer and washing the first load of dishes left by the Overnight People. FReep ... while watching the chaos and waiting for the cops to show up!
Pat is happy. He was memorizing his new Star Wars card game, until I told him to take Ash for a walk. He’s very proud of being the most reliable dog-walker.
Weel, good for Pat! Being the most reliable at anything is marvelous!
Let’s see, Patrick is number six? He’s adorable. (Well, they all are.)
TEN?! When is number ten due? Have you picked out a name?