2nd Posting: Duvet Diving

M stayed in bed for an extra hour, today, while I and GuntherDog came downstairs; Gunther's bladder ain't what it used to be. I did my things and went back upstairs. Sleepy M was just waking under our duvet cover that had a huge bulge on the bottom ... Someone had mentioned the Battle of the Bulge, yesterday, in the office. I guess I was inspired. M was up on her feet. I unbottomed the bottom of the duvet cover and I was ready. M noted: He's going in. And go in I did. I struggled with that duvet cover, getting the old goose down comforter back up near the top. M noted: He's coming out. .... So perspicacious, that wife of mine! .... What to say? A small victory for mankind; a great victory for Howard. ... As I withdrew from that Duvet cover (we now have to name it) ... M noted that my anatomy and my hind quarter were both still intact. .... Ain't life grand? Off to the office with that victory in my pocket!