Yesterday was an astonishingly sunny day here in Seattle. I was serenaded by a fat bird at breakfast:

And in the afternoon, Chow Ciao–whose real name, it turns out, is Eros (yep, she’s a boy), and is now being time-shared by two sets of doting neighbours, though of course we still offer treats every now and again (today it was chicken)–snored on the fence outside my office:

All is well with the world. Except, perhaps, for the bird…