Waiting for dinner

I went to work this morning but virtually everyone there insisted I should be at home, so in the end I gave into pressure (much to my relief really) and came home.

I settled back in my armchair, blankie on my knee, e-reader in hand and camera beside me, with the window open and a clear shot available at my bird feeder. I had every intention of doing some reading and taking some bird photos. However, my cat came along and positioned herself on the window sill with clear ideas about where her lunch was coming from.

She even started licking her lips in anticipation. I shut the window to protect the birds, because I'm mean like that. Now the cat isn't talking to me and I don't have any birds to blip.