OK, not here. It’s not quite cold enough, and I don’t need it right now while I deal with the remainders of flu still hanging on (primarily the nausea … fun). Good thing I had the shot, or it would still be in the ickier stages.

But while I’ve been convalescing, I’ve been streaming videos. I was struck by this one from Simon’s Cat. It reminded me of the first cat I had, Sharon, who was extraordinarily patient and would sit by gopher holes for hours until the doomed critter poked his head out. She was the best mouser we ever had.

Luke resembled Sharon in the face, but not in her patience. He was still a good mouser. Certainly better than Simon’s cat.