Wooly day on the beach. I walked this afternoon with C. The waves were oily and slow, on their way to unfrozen I think. It snowed all day and I needed to get out and defy my lethargy. Hector was injured in a fight on Friday night. He went slack-jawed, like he did when he went kitty comatose last August, so I brought him into the vet on Saturday morning to check him out. Loaded on pain meds, anti-inflammatories and antibiotics, he's played inside cat for the last two days. He hasn't even bothered to look out a window. He prefers a green hand-knit blanket placed under a rug covered bench beside a heating vent, dark, warm, aesthetically pleasing. Or on my lap. Yesterday's bd class popped my hips with all the hip slides, so both Hector and I have been stiff legged and slow moving. Happy to sit in and knit...