Waiting for my brother to call me back. The nursing home called that they're taking my dad to the hospital. I guess this is the new, NEW normal.
There's a cat at the skylight. It just sits there until it sees me. He bangs his head against the window and then smooths itself along the glass they way it would around your legs. It's not meowing or anything, just trying to get in the house. It's actually kind of unsettling.  I went outside and tried to lure it down from the roof but it just came to the edge, peered at me, then, with tail straight in the air, ran back up to the window.