Cold-ass shift in the weathermasters in Scoville, here. A hurtful heatwave bled its way across the city for a few weeks before realizing itself and dying to shower us with bitter little freeze-drops. Fuck weather.

The worst is The Dog, though. He's already old and dying and WAY past his prime, so there's little option left. He trawled upstairs and took a piss for a full minute before we could kick him out fast enough to mop up the mess.

Fucking quadriped scum.