I dialed cf perez…

Briiiiiiiing Briiiiing!

“Hello?” she said with a lilt in her voice.

“cf? It’s Dog.”

“Dog! Well I’m just here riding my bike,” she said.

I laughed. ‘You sound like Mary Poppins,” I said. ‘I see a picture of Mary Poppins.”

“Yes, I am Mary Poppins!” she said, brightly. “Mary Poppins is exactly what I am. So what’s up hon?”

“Well I don’t think I better tell you. I don’t think this is a bicycle conversation,” I said. “I am having a Pluto Moon transit as you know and there’s been an event. I’m all right but do you know how I used to write to your (mailing) list when things got too intense? I would spew?”

“Yes! Yes of course I remember,” she said sounding like a talk show host but feeling it, I could tell.

“Well I can’t do that anymore. I have lost that outlet so what I need right now is like a five minute dump. I need to dump some stuff.”

“Oh! Well okay then. Just let me get home. I have to eat something and then I’ll call you back. Is that okay?”

“Yep. Thanks, cf.”