Cat on a roof

I had my hands full (with all the paraphernalia of an astronomical telescope, no less) this afternoon when I saw this cat on the roof above our bike store, uncertain as to whether or not it should jump down into the yard. I called to Mr hazelh to bring the camera, and he quickly took this shot. I love the cat's expression here.

My day was another one of radiotherapy, exercise, a bit of work (email and blogging), some sorting (how on earth did we acquire so many white pillowcases?) and then preparing for the arrival of my middle sister to 'look after' me overnight.

Mr hazelh cooked lobster thermidor for supper this evening in honour of our guest - yum.

Exercise today: walking (16,334 steps); bike ride along the Raeburn path.