Cold, clear Sunday.
Cleaned the car out yesterday...vacuumed and everything.  Still dirty on the outside but the Chewy hair is gone (mostly) from the inside.
Needless to say, I was pooped.  Told BigT that I was headed to bed around 8:30 and crashed.  Don't think I woke up more than a couple of times and Chewy woke me up this morning at 9.  Guess I was really tired.
BigT is wanting to go see his brother's burnt home.  Don't know where they are staying but G offered clothes etc, and they said they didn't need anything.
Hospice helping with DD now.  It is just all so sad.