I consider the year of Covid...and all that should not have been.

We wake up to find...it’s raining rodents. In the kitchen. (Yikes.)

We get the rats locked out...but (Gulp) get two of them locked in. And they were, uh, crying. (Yikes!)

Just a few experiments with AI and Rats. Oh, plus the Michigan Rag.

And the rats just snicker at me. And my traps. (Dang.)

I discover...something...with bright red eyes. In the attic. And it was looking at me.

We meet a helpful contractor who wants to demolish the house to improve it. (Yikes!)

I consider building the Casita myself, and then sober up. (Yikes!)