Illinois ~ Settling In

 

I've barely seen Zeebers today. 

Last night when I crashed, he was polishing off the bottle of Basil Hayden's I bought yesterday.

This morning, it wasn't pretty.  Not pretty, at all.

 

 After smacking Zeebers with a rolled up newspaper, he lumbered into the shower, cleaned up and ran off without waiting for breakfast.

I've spent the afternoon trying to raise bail money...

More tomorrow...