A Quiet Sunday Afternoon.

And I have the pictures to prove it.

EXHIBIT A. Sleeping cat.

She doesn't do a lick of work around here.

EXHIBIT B. Sleeping wife.

She works too hard.

Me, I have a Steak, Mushroom, and Irish Stout Pie in the oven. And a glass of prosecco in hand. Someone has to man the fort. It's a tough job.

Postscript: At 4:20 I turned on the TV for the Academy Awards' Red Carpet on ABC. The sound was muted. Within minutes she woke up. Her sixth sense must have alerted her: "Gowns!"