happy Halloween:

Crow lady crosses that bridge... You know the rest. Cheerful people hold a special place in my heart; cawing crows hold a special place in my heart. Right now, whatever it is that Dawn is creeping around about is causting her more than it's costing me. 

Peaceful quiet is cawed for. The thought of dealing with her causes me anxiety and butterflies in my stomach. Working up to popping her bubble takes time. For now, I'm just letting her marinate in her own crock... you know the rest. Just like the Donald, she stinks. 

I have no intention of letting her get away with this. When the time is right she will be taken down some notches, either by me or someone else.