it’s 9:00 10:00 and moe still isn’t home from work. she called me at 7:00 to say that she was working late because they had an emergency dog-ate-two-foreign-bodies-connected-by-a-ton-of-string… sort of like what happened to ziggy when he ate the needle and 5 feet of thread, only worse. at least i know she’s not stranded somewhere or worse.

EDIT: she called at 10:15 to say that she’s on her way home, and her emergency dog survived.