Your cat, does she bite?


Me and Flannery, by Shield's Lake in Byrd Park, during a quite windy
Sunday dusk-time. I've not often seen the lake this choppy. I went with
the beret to keep from chasing a brimmed hat that would've been
yanked off my head due to the updraft. Amie, who took this image, had the big idea to bring
Flannery because it would be "fun." You can see now enjoyable this outing
was for both of us.


Here we are comparing our winter whiskers. Mine aren't quite as
white as Flannery's. Yet.