come_here_she_says fyn gula "...'mere," she calls from the open screen door. i'm already halfway to the car. the scruffy white cat, lemew, having lost his voice somewhere in the freezing morning, meows, if you could call it that. it's more like, "i'm fucking freezing to death, don't you know?" "what?" i call to ingrid at the door. "come here!" she yells more understandable. so i slip and slide back to the porch. maddie at the gate to the dog yard would be wagging his tail if he had one. so he wags his whole back side. "yes?" she just kisses me. "that's all." there is one thing i know. when i'm down and out there is one thing i miss. 030117 what's it to you? who go blather from