This morning, I dreamt of asthmatic dragons only to wake up and find that there was a hot air balloon overhead. No big deal, really, as we're now into ballooning season. Early mornings often mean a sky studded with jewel-toned balloonies. So, I snorgled my kitty, fell back asleep, and was woken again by a knock at the door. Seems the balloonists
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