Nappus Interruptus

So I was just napping, which is always a good thing and the firebell went off. Dammit. That meant I had to get up (which in retrospect is a GOOD thing since I had been sleeping since 3 and didn't truly mean to sleep this much) and find the ferts and all their crap. Ok just their leashes and find my own slippy shoes. This would've been made much easier if I hadn't had brain fuzziness because I was sleeping. Now I'm cooking taquitos in advance of going drinking with the boy and watching the Osbornes. My love for the osborns is wrong.