The power of shame.

[muninnhuginn]

I was going to write about how my daughter is behaving, but when I threatened to post the truth--even anonymously--she said I wasn't to. So I shan't.

Suffice it to say, she could never behave as badly as the cat that pee-ed all over the box of rubbish for recycling last night.

Does this go any way to explain why I got up at 3.00 a.m. to make some space to put pen to paper?