we saw the laboratory kids building this snow fort coming back from the sledding hill. i wanted to get over in daylight to take pictures but it looks cool at night. sadly mister will be gone tomorrow. idle know if they'll finish it anyway. there may not be enough snow. things happen as they happen anyway not how we anticipated them. hmm, some things we precipitate, but maybe that's not really in our control either. mister barked at me for treats when i ran out. he was angry. he did eat his dinner eventually. he hates that low-fat slop he has to eat now for his chronically angry pancreas. it's not really angry. let's see what the ancients say about the humors of the pancreas. anyway his ears. he was rubbing his face and i thought he had some gremlins in his ears again so i got the aural solution and squirted in his left ear. he scrinched his lips but that was it. then i squirted his right and he got angry, he growled threateningly. hey i said i'm trying to help ya! i think he has some old trauma, like a lot of our reactions trigger. though he may be in present distress. i hope he's not gonna get mean and angry and demented in his late stage. we came a long way to end up like that, especially in as fucked a society as this. we need peace.