Today’s weather: cloudy with scattered showers & people wearing hats underneath umbrellas- (to be sure, I think an extra umbrella should be added on top to keep the first one dry).
(Paris Street; Rainy Day: Gustave Caillebotte 1877)

I spy with my little eye something beginning with C…

No, it’s not ‘Cat’- don’t let the title fool you. There IS a furry mammal in the corner of my eye at the moment, but I’m looking at the screen while typing so you could’nt really say I’m looking at it much less ’spying’ on it – & anyway, if ever I took it upon myself to spy on something beginning with C like a Cat- it would be with my average, not little eye & it would’nt be this particular flea-bag who doesn’t belong to me nor this Computer which is also someone else’s nor that railway bridge out there which does’nt begin with C but I’m talking ‘Crap’ which does, so there. Also, unless I’m mistaken, I think most spies have alot better & more important things to do than to stare at domestic animals. When was the last time James Bond embarked on ‘operation kitty’s ringpiece’?..Never! It does’nt happen (that just happens to be the part of feline anatomy I am most confronted with as they run away from this stranger in their home). One is called Colette & the other is called Lol (which I’m guessing is short for Lolita or something because ‘LOL’ is not what first springs to mind when she’s left a huge leak on the floor or a months worth of hairs on your trousers) Anyway, they both stink & are looking to me for food until their ‘parents’ get back from Spain. I have’nt seen either of the cat’s resumés but I think ‘we stink’ should feature prominently.