It's almost 4:00 a.m. and I'm up checking the weather charts. Henry Cat eventually woke up and came into the office looking for food. To my surprise, he tucked in to the first flavor I offered: whitefish in gravy. Now he's happily ensconced on my lap getting the occasional scritch on the head while I type.
Outside the wind is howling. Online weather maps show gusts over 45 mph at the UNMH heliport. The temperature here in the Near North Valley is only 38°, not nearly cold enough for snow. Bands of precipitation are north, south, east, and west of the city, but the infamous "snow hole" is in effect.
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