I didn't sleep well last night - though I would have if the dogs didn't have an agenda concerning protecting the yard. Every hour or two someone burst into my room excitedly informing me that they NEEDED TO GO BARK AT THE BACK FENCE. NOW.

I've learned that it is prudent to roll out of bed immediately and respond to these requests else Zeke jumps up on the bed and knocks the wind out of me.

Going to the latest Hobbit release this afternoon. I expect to be assailed by creatures that did not inhabit Tolkien's small novel for children, 2.5 hours to cover the last few pages of the book. I'm taking socks because theaters are usually chilly.

SRS