Red Sky At Morning ...

Snapped awake at 5:30 this morning to the ominous sounds of Mabel puking in her crate.  I hate waking up that way!  (I'm quite certain Mabel doesn't like it either.)

Consequently I have been scurrying around doing laundry, washing the dog (there was both puke and the "squits" in her crate, poor thing), and mopping up some more effluvia that appeared on the kitchen floor right after her bath.  I suppose I have to thank Mabel for getting me up, because otherwise I would have missed this spectacular technicolor sunrise.