My sweet Catcat. When I have a panic attack she’s quick to get close and chases the anxiety away with little face kisses and purrs.

Street art I found in Boone NC before Helene. Not sure if it’s still there now as it was in a culvert/underpass walkway.

So I guess I’m not getting that creamsicle vodka slushy after all.
Gah!!

Yes well….

Happy Friday