I woke up at 8:30 to my dog barking her head off, so I let her outside and went back to bed, noticing in the meantime how smelly the kitchen was because she had pooped in her kennel again. It started pouring. Molly got soaked, and the kennel still smells, which means the entire first floor of the house smells, cause I'm sure as hell not about to go clean it out in the pouring rain.
Oh, and the light fixture in the back entryway managed to start leaking water from the little porch we have upstairs that must not be draining properly. Yay.