Dawn, and a dusting of snow. More expenses upcoming this week. Sales and shares badly needed.

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Dawn. 

We were granted an inch at the house, a dusting around the edges. Most of it is gone now.

Today was a day for overdoing and underperforming: the former, because I was the only one available to help; the latter, because I was the only one available to help, and now my body will barely move. Still, I accomplished a few things, and all three feral puppies got to eat at least a little (Crow and Coy quite well; the other little black one less so, since she's more scared, but she did eat). Crow thinks this is her home to protect now. She-Wolf and Raven are something less than thrilled with this occasional new sharing of space and resources, but they're having to learn to deal.

Tomorrow is the last day for us to overnight orders in time for Valentine's Day, so if you've had something in mind, let me know now. For tonight, I have to get my arteries to unwind a bit; there will be more new medical expenses coming up this week for me, which means a great deal more stress. And since I have to swallow my stress and get basic stuff done yet tonight, the rest is cut-and-paste.

All of this means that we still need sales, which means we need shares. Badly. Again, if you're thinking about donating, DON'T. Give it to Bobby to help get Don Feliberto back into a real home. Here's the latest update. We know what it's like not to have one; we have one now, and donations need to go there to get this elder safe again. I posted a second piece at my other site a couple of nights ago about Bobby's efforts in Puerto Rico, including his adoption of Don Feliberto to get this abandoned elder into safe space again. That will tell you what he's up against, and my e-mail's in my Blogger profile here (or you can DM at Twitter/FB); hit me up for his addresses if you want to contribute, either cash (most needed) or household and other items, some of which you can purchase outright via the Amazon Wishlist Bobby's set up here. He's added a bunch of new items, all badly needed, and I can testify to the fact that need for the power cords, the tools, and the solar lights and equipment is probably exigent at this point. That said, when you're in a situation like Don Feliberto is, it's amazing how wonderful clean clothes and good coffee can make you feel, too.

What we need are SALES. Please. Spread the word. Valentine's Day is less than two weeks away, and Wings has produced some fabulous new work (a lot of explicitly Valentine's-like in imagery). I just posted another new work for Valentine's Day at his site a little while ago, a new style made with some truly fabulously blue old lapis cabs; the link to the site itself is below. Spread all of them around on FB and Twitter and other social media. The O2 issue is now solved, but there are all the ongoing regular expenses, the astronomical medical expenses, and of course, someday we'd like to be able to get the house finished. So here are the links: 

• Tonight's post elsewhere (just a moment, the kind that takes your breath away and shows you what's invisible);
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to She-Wolf's & my medical bills);
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• Wings's site, for sales;
• Wayfair gift cards, to replenish all the furnishings that the RV has destroyed in one way or another.
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).
• Partial registry #2, from Wayfair. There are some things left on both registries that I thought by now I might be able just to buy outright, but medical bills (mine and She-Wolf's both) have to come first.

I had planned to some new stuff to launch at my new site today (or, rather, long before today), but between lack of money and technical issues, that's still on hold. This business of ignoring my symptoms and my pain  and discomfort does seem to be helping my brain and body both find some sort of accommodation with this oh-my-god-you're-going-to-die thing that keeps happening, which is to say, every time it crops up, I smack it ruthlessly back down and force myself to sit and breathe through it. I dunno how long this will keep working, but I'm going to bulldoze my way through it as much as possible, DX or no. Thanks, everybody, from both of us, for everything. 



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