Today quite literally sulking on my estates: have the day off work and am at the country hacienda. Just sort of . . .oh not quite in a funk, but with a case of the blahs. Trying to trap a mouse (non-lethally at the moment but escalation and cruelty a certainty if niceness doesn't work). The Feline High Patroness, FLINKY, who is with El Jefe, is definitely no mouser.
Also reading some books, and somewhat inefficiently doing yard-work. El Jefe will return to his capitol tomorrow.