Pretty quiet night - a couple of wise asses coming out of a bar tried to step up, but that was about it. Funny how all it takes is resting your hand on the butt of your pistol and a few quiet words to make a guy's dick shrivel to nothing sometimes.
My cat, Jeb, was waiting for me when I got home. Forgot to leave food out for him last night. He crapped in a plant to tell me exactly what he thought about that. It does not smell good.
