Heptadecagon

The four-legged animals really miss Tim when he is away. The cats yowl and the dog mopes; Shadow has been following me around just about every minute of the day. Since I usually go to bed earlier than Tim (who doesn't?), I have been letting the dog go out and do his business a bit earlier than his usual time. So, this morning, at 1:46 am, the dog needed to go out. Melina was sleeping across me, so the both of us crept quietly down the stairs and let the dog out. I really don't like being woken up by any animal, and to have to come downstairs is considered, by me, to be a nuisance. Well, that isn't even the half of it. I think I was just about falling asleep again when my eyes popped open, and then I heard a cough. What came next is NOT what I wanted to hear. Two little feet ran down the hallway, and Talia stuck her head in the door: "Mom, dude just spit up!" Thanks. I know not to shoot the messenger, but I was about ready to do just that. I crept out of ...