I crashed at Bonnie's last night after a rich dinner. This morning I awoke at 4:10 am and again at 6 and again at 7. I drove home because we train at 9. A lovely grey fog quilt covers everything in sight. Vision is about 50 feet. Very strange. I pulled into the carport and I found a little visitor just lying there.
Little visitor, what type of creature are you? You are so small in comparison to Jane, the biggish green Saturn. But what manner of creature are you?