The events of the last few days were exhausting, and lots of other stuff to catch up on. So here is a quick sketch of the cat looking pleased with herself - as she always is.
There are still bees out the front, but it's just a handful; some are sitting in small, bereft clumps, some are desperately trying to force through the sealant and rags to get to the place designated home in the last memo they saw. This is the last place the queen sat, so they pace around and around on the spot searching. It's sad; they will die unfulfilled.
