Day three of Drupalcon

I didn't think Timber would come back home with me last night. When I got home last night his food bowl was still full and he was laying legs sprawled backed against a wall. I carried him to the car and drove to the emergency vet. It was a tearful ride. The vet gave us some pain medication and a sling to help him stand, and suggested we see if he bounces back within a couple days. Timmy is slowing down fast. He doesn't seem to want to stand up anymore. Even food doesn't have its usual magical effect.

Rain fell in the middle of the night. It fell surprisingly hard on the roof for late April showers. It was tough getting out of Oakland and to Drupalcon here in SF. I want to immerse myself in the technical stuff, but it's clear I'm not a technical person. With Silvia in Montreal, and after last night's drama, the rain and all this talk about nodes and blocks and hooks, the poet in me is punching at my heart, shouting 'what the hell are you doing?'