3:21 am.
Can't smeep.
Been lying here, wide awake, since 130, at least.

Mrs. Squeak is much worse today.
She has no insurance, of any kind.
I can't get to work.
I tried a crisis line - but got a text bot that wouldn't move.

Mrs. Squeak stood up today (while I was out on a doggo walk).

Hey, I'll be honest, because you are asking. We are NOT OK.
I started last Friday. Wuzzy. Uncoordinated. Saturday was worse but I got through the work day. Sunday was a relief when a coworker wanted to swap his position fur the day. Monday, I was unable to drive, so called in sick.

Long time since I've done that, but I called in sick today. No train.

Lying on the bed with doggo. Holding his front paw. I get little puffs of air on my hand every time he breathes out.
Priceless.

My computer mouse had a cardiac arrest today. The arrow on the screen kept moving, on its own. Little vertical downward jumps. Unplugged USB mouse, but laptop kept doing it. Rebooted and stuff but it kept jumping about. Ignored it fur 2 hours (still sickly) and now it works fine. Huh?

I'm shivering. Shaking.
Woke up during the night shivering.
How can that happen in Florida?
Am I sickly?

I have to mail a letter.
Where the fluff do I get ONE postage stamp in 2025?