I was at work. Nothing much was going on. An office girl came in and mounted a picture on the wall of my cubicle. As I looked around I noticed that, while I had a lot of "art" hanging on my walls, none of it was mine. I started to go upstairs but there was a commotion on the stairway. Greg B came down the stairs struggling with a bobcat (or something about that size). He guided it out the door & breathed a sigh of relief. I looked out the door & there was a large scraggly bear sitting out there, too.
I went back to my cubicle and Ellen C was there reading a magazine & eating a single serving apple sauce.