Need an icon of head explodie.
The Backstory - The Family out here has two residences, one here in town in the apartments above the store, one out in the mountains I call The Farm. The schedules goes as follows: Monday, the Beej and the Lurking Bandit are in the store. Wednesday, the Witch Queen arrives. Thursday, the Beej leaves for the Farm after the store closes, Friday, the Dye Giant drives in and the Lurking Bandit heads out to the Farm.
Today, it being Friday, the Dye Giant was making his lumbering leisurely way in to town when An Action Happened That None Of Us Saw. The only thing I know is that the car was in some stage between off-road and totaled, and the Dye Giant was miraculously bleeding from the back of the head but fine enough to get out of the car, walk to the local General Store, and make a phone call from there to the family store to let everyone know what happened. The Beej went out to pick him up and somehow the appropriate transfer of people is going to occur; I checked with my aunt and she said it wasn't much worth me going back in to the store for today. But I'm going to go in at least for the start of the day tomorrow, just in case.
Oi. So, that was my day! I managed to be so flustered coming home to get the cats out to their vet appointment I locked myself out of the damn apartment. Fortunately the office was open; I ran over there, got their maintenance keys, and scurried back and got MY damn keys. And... um. Something else happened, I forget what. Probably bruised myself trying to collect cats. Mikey spent the entirety of the time in the exam room trying to hide in my shirt. It was hilarious.
It's Miller time. Actually, it's Miller time and house cleaning time, and maybe making cherry cheese pie time, but. It's definitely Miller time.
Have eggs. That's the one part of my day that has been unequivocally good.

WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME I COULD REVIVE DEAD HATCHLINGS.
