new beginnings

No use crying over spilled milk. If my beloved, long-running blog is indeed gone then there's nothing to do but move on.

And now, to bed with me! It has been an awfully long day, even before this, and I still have to wash Bronte the Shit Roller (going on the third day in a row - it's cow, this time) before myself and all of my furpeople can curl up under the electric blanket.

Nighty-night.