305: Sunrise through the Clouds

Well, dang. The sun was just here.
I’m blaming Farmerteen, who woke up on the wrong side of the bed (apparently the side that’s against the WALL), and whose Gloomy Gus, pouty puss went outside, and chased the sun away.
Thanks a lot, Farmerteen.
This is what it looked like before she left:

Farmerteen blames me, for waking her up a full four minutes before her alarm was going to go off. She says she’d otherwise have a perfectly lovely attitude.
She’s a teenager.
You be the judge.
Farmerteen says she never says “perfectly” or “lovely” when it comes to attitude.
So again, you be the judge.
Here’s another picture of the pre-grumpy-teen sun: