My huge red coward

We had painters invade the balconies this morning to repair minor damages in the outside paint.

I didn't like it at all because I didn't have to work today, planned to sleep in to help deal with my leftover lurgy, and woke to some shadow rustling and humming on the other side of my bedroom window, which was ajar. Of course, my Gothic drapes were down, but it was bad enough -- I fled from my room as soundlessly as I could and hid in the bathroom, where the cats were already hiding out, scared witless by the apparition on our balcony. Mephi was cowering and hissing desperately, and Lucifer squeezed beneath the cabinet under the sink.

It took him hours to get back to normal, poor cat. He clung to me all afternoon and evening and only consented to leave my side when I filled the cat bowl with unscheduled gooshy food.-

Shout out

Am watching a random if current episode of 'Castle' with my early afternoon tea, and there is somebody killing with a sword -- and the first thing Castle thinks of when they say 'sword' is 'Game of Thrones'...