Did some kettlebell intervals for about 20 minutes or so, just for fun...
not very structured, and the process was interrupted. I heard a "squeak, squeak, SLAM! squeak, squeak, SLAM!", and went to the kitchen to investigate. Lucky was sitting there with creature in his jaws, still squeaking. (mouse or baby rat, I'm not entirely sure.... I feel better calling it a mouse...) That, of course, sent me running to the neighbor's for assistance, and I lost complete track of the exercises. I DID get a little bit in, though.
Good kitty.
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