Moth and LucyFur have, in fact, already had their breakfast. Alice was upstairs before me. But they try to convince whoever gets up second that they are poor, hard-done-by, starving cats. Alternatively, they could be wishing that they were packing up to go to New Mexico for Spring Break: we should be half way there by now. Instead of which, we are answering and forwarding - I am, at least - endless emails and requests and strategic whatsits from the university, whose public communications are full of fortitude and up-beatness-and Fight On! ness, and whose more detailed correspondence with department chairs involves a considerable amount of shuffling plans from hour to hour ... who knows where we'll be by Monday...
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