I have a small cold. Nothing much more than a runny nose and some sinus congestion.
I have a tissue beside me (to my left), doused with a few drops of Olbas oil, dried now since I poured it about an hour ago.
Cat drinks cocktail. (Taken with Instagram)
We work on a two-tier system for cats here. (Taken with Instagram)
Little and Large. Or, cats on a hot tin roof.
*may not be tin or hot. (Taken with Instagram)
Why you bees waking me up daddy human? (Taken with Instagram)
Here we see Hector who believes that shade and comfort must be found beneath the table.
On the other hand Monty wants toys. All the toys. For himself.
Otherwise, it’s a dog’s life, folks. Current areas of mild annoyance include the word innovate (example context “continue to innovate”), the Gregorian calendar and my continuing inability to process my own 35mm film.