When the zombie apocalypse comes, my GP office will survive. There isn't even a snack in there.

This isn't a great day and it's only 10 AM. I don't have the energy to make an amusing story out of my frustration and annoyance, so instead, have a picture of a cat in a bathtub.



And a sleeping baby in her moses basket, wearing a onesie with lions on it.



( And two more of baby and daddy in the snow. )