Having a cat-inspired revelation

Woke up too early, spent too much time working on the translation, decided I might need to call the surgeon about my hip and chivvy him along a bit. Then saw the cats (who allegedly hate each other) and realised that there is little point killing myself to meet a self-imposed deadline, went out into the garden and had an early apéritif. Then I had another.
 
Lovely WhatsApp call with Ottawacker Jr. who is going to get a big surprise tomorrow. He hasn’t the slightest idea what it is or, indeed, that he is going to get one.