1. I saw what can only be described as the Calico Bird of the Apocalypse this morning at the bird feeder: It was between a startling and a sparrow in size, and it looked just like a calico cat–black, brown, and white. And fluffy. I’ve never seen anything like it.

2. I accompanied my friend Sean–he of the Picnic watching and the not understanding the appeal of pets–to a party last night at a very posh home on Country Club Drive. The hosts had a pug puppy that had an “accident” in the course of the evening–or, as Sean put it, “That mammal just defecated in their house.”

3. This is not Toby, but it could be. I just can’t allow him outside, though. Who knows what bird will come to the feeder next and carry him away?