Ahhhhh, yes. Right there, right there is gooooood.
Brush, and brush, and brush . . .
Hey! Who said you could stop?
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In the news:
This is our street, looking up to the hospital two blocks away.
It's a bit hazy today, but not as bad as yesterday.
They say the winds will kick up over the weekend,
and that will mean we'll be smokier tomorrow.
The Human says she feels like she's been sucking down Winstons again.
We know we are lucky to just be a tiny bit uncomfortable.
The losses up north are incalculable.
Only a light dusting of ash on the roof of the Human's car today.
(And frankly, it was none too clean to begin with.)