OK... we changed her name to Emmy Lew

It's all good. Irene just wasn't rolling off the tongue. Here, she helped make the McAndre baby pillow. Do you all know that Lynn & Scott are due in July? Well... now you do. We can't wait to meet the little man. And yes... it's a dude.

Paradoxically, Emmy is in a vetrinary cage tonight slated for spaying in the AM. We're doing our duty -- but hope she will emerge, both unreproducable and without too much resulting trauma. Brent said that when he put her in the car and started down the driveway to the vet, she freaked with vertigo briefly and then, made the cool kitty choice, collapsing in his lap for the rest of the ride. She rocks, of course.

So... say goodbye to Emmy Lew's uterus. Can we have a moment with that? OK. It's over.

Meanwhile, B-Rent, Buggy, John Duncan and GR Anderson are on the river --- as the thunder rolls and the rain falls. This storm was supposed to blow over. All we can do now is imagine their Man Camp plight. I've been drinking coffee and making lists while they get wet -- a bad combo for sleep. Still, I'm off to bed hoping The Sandman will tip me over. I have to work tomorrow.

Hope everyone is dreaming.