Definitely deaf. She no longer reacts to the garage door opening (the springs make a distinctive, annoying sound) nor does she bolt when the back door opens. Come to think of it, I don’t think she reacts to my Alexa reminder to feed the dog either.
This makes me giggle because of the books I’ve been reading. Apparently smalls is the term for Georgian-era Englishmen’s underwear. Guess I’m as juvenile as any junior high age boy… 
I woke stoopit early, but fell back to sleep till around 5 and read till just after 6. I find it hard to stay in bed much later than that because poor Higgs is confined and I’m sure she needs to pee. But she and Ziva have been tended to, the pellet stove has been re-pelleted, and I had a hunk o’quiche for breakfast (one hunk left in the freezer.) I pulled out butter to soften - I’m going to mix up a batch of snickerdoodles today, to be baked tomorrow. And I have some coleus cuttings that are rooted in water - they need to be planted in flowerpots. That’s as far as my planning has gone.
BIL called me last night - he couldn’t get into his bank account and after multiple tries, he couldn’t even change the password. I told him to wait till today and change the password and make note of it. I fear while MIL is gone, I’ll be his go-to because he hasn’t pissed me off enough yet to yell at him. If it takes it off FCD, so be it.
Meanwhile, we’re 34 days out from our cruise. I need to print out everything! I want paper in hand in case of issues - I don’t want to be trying to access anything from my phone. And I need to make sure I’ve completed all the pre-trip registration on line, and confirm several reservations. I also need to start thinking about what I’ll pack - we get 50# each plus carry-ons. I don’t want to have to pay for overweight bags and we’ll be gone almost 3 weeks. So there’s planning ahead.
Meanwhile, caffeination continues. Happy Sunday!!