We interrupt this work day . . .

 Honest to goodness, this is what was buzzing around my house at tree top level this afternoon.

And I don't mean just flying over once, no sireee Bob, this fool circled at least a dozen times.

I'm very sad my camera could not capture the number on the side, as I've a friend in the FAA.  There must be aviation rules that prohibit this sort of nonsense.

Here's Ms. Cuteness in all her fur-less glory.

Until then, keep stitchin' . . .