Fleet week

Sunny and 61 degrees. Windy. Clear skies. Wow.

Jackie keeps walking to the front window and looking out wistfully. There's no balcony there, so her interest is unrewarded. She still hasn't been eating, but David's fraidy-cats have been enjoying her food lying in a dish on the kitchen floor.

We're going to run to the Container Store today, and to the office, so I can retrieve my teakettle.