Split personality

The little cat that curled up on me this morning while I was in bed, trying to sleep off whatever bug has got hold of me, purring his head off and snuggling in, was as cute and kitten-like as can be.

The little monster that dragged a dead blackbird half way through my house (I'm still not sure where the corpse ended up; outside, I hope), was at the complete opposite end of the cute kitten spectrum.

I thought this photo of my Pio summed up his split personality perfectly.

And that's about as creative as you get today, I'm afraid. Back to my honey and lemon and orange juice. This bug has one day only to do its thing. Tomorrow will be business as usual. So there.

~Barking~