Sleep calls.

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While I got to not one other thing, given that today was what it was, I am happy enough.  I am ready for bed as well.  I put Sassy out because she was getting sick, and... yeah... she spooked.  I have to remember, when I set her out, I need to stay out with her.  Silly girl.  Now I get to worry about her for the next three days to week until she decides to come home.  She doesn't lose any weight when she disappears, so there is that.  She is wickedly afraid of everything and anything, and will run away from all but mice, and will scratch that absolute living snuff out of anything that presses her.  She's a wild one.  And while she is the tamest, most gentle, of my girls, even I am careful not to sneak up on her or otherwise frighten her.  *K-Scratch!*  Still, I worry.

Tomorrow?  I simply don't know.  The hope is that I will be back in the game.  If so, I will work on that faucet, get it connected "in the wild" (before hooking it up), and test some things.  If I can get it to run right, I will then hook it in.  If I don't need the spare ceramic cartridge, I have decided to keep it anyway, and just set it aside for now.  If I do end up needing it, I will get an extra the next time I am in the store.  Further, I am hoping to start on laundry and kick the dishes out.  Add in bolting the tools to the bench, and finding a place for the cotter pins and screwdriver set.  I think I have enough pegboard holders, but maybe not.  I'll have to figure some other things out while tinkering out there.

Medicine, brushing, a quick check at the door.  Hmm... might sit out there for a spell.  She tends to return at night, maybe me being out there will bring her in tonight.  Good night.

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The twerp returned home, on her own, without any effort on my part.  I thought I heard something at the door.  Sure enough.  She isn't very good at letting me know she wants in yet, but if focused, I can hear her brushing against the door.  Even if Sam tears up my screen door, over time, I'd still teach Sassy to do the same, if I could.  And I don't begrudge Sam's actions, mostly.  Hmm... I wonder if they would use a doorbell if I placed one lower?  Hey, crazier things have been known to have happened.