A small black cat sits atop a well clawed cat tree platform beside a rain splashed window with a dark pulled back curtain and looks toward the camera with baleful eyes.

I’ve not been in any shape to be perceived, but the cat hasn’t been willing to let either of us out of her sight. The rains today blew some things around outside, but we were dry and still, marveling at sea-level physical comfort and bracing for returns to the working week.