After our walk, we ran some errands and as a treat to myself, I picked up the new Springsteen album along with the new White Stripes.
Sadly for Springsteen’s anti-piracy efforts, his CD does not play in my car, thus meaning I’ll have to burn a car-friendly version as soon as I get around to it.
Anyway, I put it on here at home and went upstairs to take a shower. I came down, went to turn it down, and Mrs. Wigglebottom woke from a dead sleep and let out this loud, alarmed bark like someone had just stepped on her. She then sat up and stared at me, with one ear kind of cocked up and a look of grave distress on her face. I turned it back up and she let out a long sigh and went back to sleep.