As expected, Maria retaliated this morning, sending her rain-drenched and muddy thugs to wake me up. They sure did, and the sheets are in the washing machine. I got up fast.

This was in retaliation for siccing the dogs on her yesterday while she slept. Zinnia brought me a bone, which fell off the bed (she is looking ruefully down at it in the photo.)

So it’s my turn now, time to start plotting. I wonder if donkeys climb stairs.