Evidence

I do not have photographic evidence of ...

... the Beloved coming to work with me for a few hours.
... the mini-murmuration I spotted on the next block.
... my boss offering to have someone take me home.
... my sogginess from cycling through a whole mess of really cold rain.
... the realisation I should have taken my boss up on the offer.


I do have photographic evidence of the fact that our cats are lazy buggers.
But, really, we already knew that anyway.


I like how Harley's whiskers are all over the place. Crazy little thing. She just got so excited while playing she bit my temple. I hurt so bad I temporarily forgot my other headache. Nice.