The weather has turned cold and it feels like winter is around the corner. To celebrate, my throat is scratchy and my head is stuffed up. No matter how hard I try to treat it with denial, I am sick. Not terribly sick, just sniffly, post-large-family gathering sick. Happens every year.
Why the cat photo? I don’t know. Let’s blame it on the cough syrup. This is another of the many attic photos that I’m slowly sorting through. The cat turns up in a lot of studio shots. I just like the look on his face that seems to say, “You know this isn’t right, don’t you, John? We have got to find you a girlfriend.”
So, until I can focus on writing more than a long caption for a cat photo, I’m going to look through my electronic archives for interesting photos. Enjoy a historic cat photo. I’ll try and get well soon.