Bedraggled Monday

Following a night of torrential rain, it's now simply lashing. The cats of the house react variously to the weather: Dubh is fascinated but mostly stays in (her current bout of cabin fever will be soon eased by 'Murder, She Wrote'); Max goes out in the rain specifically so that he can bounce back in and be towel-dried (loves the pampering); and The Lady Cat of the House, well, she *really* hates this weather.

In coffee terms, it's a two-pot day.

And in other, delightful news: