i'm somewhat deflated. we went across the deadly cornell drive crossing six lanes of angry autopilots. they may not have been angry. no one yelled don't get shot or blared their horns, but it's unnerving and dispiriting to have to fear for your life just to walk the short distance from vista homes to the nature sanctuary and then to see no dog signs and no birders and nary a bird but a few ubiquitous crows. 

i'm somewhat deflated too about the domestic animals. did i mention yesterday we all four were eating standing up in the kitchen at the same time? with no hint of fear or animosity. and this morning went ok at first breakfast save for penny spooking when mister emerged and i shut him in the bedroom and she finished. meanwhile i had nothing, and went to get some provisions and returned for second cat breakfast and it was a small disaster mister came out and penny freaked and went under the magazine rack and i told mister to lay down but penny wouldn't move and spat and snarled at mister and i said fuck y'all out the cat food away and had my first breakfast. seems you don't have a fragile peace you just have peace or war. well duggles it hardly constitutes war. but in domestic terms war is a contained affair no one knows of unless the walls talk or duggles blogs.