I just got an email from peripatetic reader Doc Bill, with a picture attached:
Jerry, Walking back to my lodge in a small Swiss town, Kandersteg, I passed this house with a door ajar. Looked like how I leave the door open for Kink [Doc’s beloved tabby], so I paused as I passed the house and waited. Sure enough, a little face appeared:
That Qat photo was taken with my iPhone, natural light about 9:30 PM.
I’m off to rectify a case of evolution producing a trait that’s now maladaptive: a wonky wisdom tooth.