Midnight Raid

I hardly ate anything yesterday, so I woke up at 2 a.m. last night, wolf-hungry and ready to take the hind-legs off my pillow. In the kitchen I made three quick scrambled eggs, and scarfed them down, followed up with a couple of handfuls of dried fruit. I broke into a box of homemade chocolate chip cookies the neighbors gave us and gobbled up the last five, leaving nary a crumb for Pep. Then I fell back into bed and slept the sleep of the satisfied wicked all slathered in lanolin.