The dreaded mitten finally apprehended

Already broke my resolution. No blip yesterday. We sang 4 hours on Saturday. Sunday was 2 hours for the first gig and 3 for the second. 9 hours in total. I came home and fell horizontally on my bed for a moment and woke up hours later. I don't usually think of myself as getting old but, wow I definitely felt it last night.

So tonight I had another picture and was getting ready to blip it when I found it........on the rug.......lying there taunting Ethel.
Duhn duhn duhhhnnnnn

The dreaded furry mitten.

Ethel had caught and killed this mitten earlier. It rose to taunt her again.

She had to take a hit of catnip to cope.
Sigh, It not easy being Ethel.