Pepper is feeling neglected.
T’s starting to feel better, I think. Better enough to sleep in a shoebox, anyway.
T now hides from me when I get up for work (under the guest bed, she’s not that good at hiding). She’s learned that sometimes when I get up for work she has to go to the vet.
Telling her that she only has to go to the vet on Wednesdays doesn’t help.
iPhones have this weird little feature that lets you take ultra-short (3 sec) movies instead of taking boring old still pics. They call it “Live”.
I accidentally took a ‘live’ pic while taking a flash pic of Tricksey’s radiation markings.
And then I found an app which would turn that live pic into a GIF.
And now I’m off to learn something else.