Hardy woke me up.

Laurel does not eat in the morning: he eats around 10-11am, back from his walk.

He is still inside right now and will go out when hubby returns.

And there is more light.

I am crazy to smoke cigarettes so excessively. I fear my demise when I get sick from it. 

I woke up with Hardy from a weird unpleasant a bit dream: people had thrown twice all my books to value village without asking me first. someone got  meditation introduction with a 'vajryapkretaya'  something (I cannot remember what he said). And he was so happy with this book found that my disappointment at having lost all my books dissipated. I found a few of my books afterwards. then I woke up with Hardy walking over my head on the bed.