Nightcats at the Window

A perfect image from last night: Horace out in the front porch (it's not really a porch as it's enclosed, but whatever you'd call it) against the descending darkless, upon the windowsill, standing on his hind paws against the screen/pane, with flashes of lightning bugs beyond him. Not a whole lot today. I got unit testing finished. Woo. I wasn't successful reaching Crosstown. There's someone else whose contact information she gave me and I might try her soon.