P365 Day 143: The lazy cat's guide to hunting

Fred doesn't chase toys as much as stand there menacingly with her mouth open, waiting for the toy to fly in. I'm not quite sure how she survived in the wild before she came to live with us. Perhaps she took advantage of very suicidal birds.

I seem to have lost my jump drive at some point when I was in Memphis. I haven't checked the car thoroughly, so it might be in there. I'm a little distressed though; while there weren't any super-personal files on there (e.g., tax returns), I did keep a copy of a lot of work files on there. I'm crossing my fingers that I backed those files up someplace other than the jump drive, which was ... well ... my backup.