The chilly Fall night air whistles through the slightly open window as a stocky, bearded man stares thoughtfully down at a well-worn notebook. He scratches out a few notes, then scribbles in the margin. A gray and white cat napping next to his keyboard stretches and mews softly as he lays down the notebook. As he begins to type, she lays her head back down and is soon fast asleep.
After a few minutes, the man stops typing and leans back, studying his work. A shadow of remembered pain flashes across his face, and he shakes his head. A quick selection of the mouse and a keystroke and it is all gone. He sighs and begins to type again, eyebrows furrowing in concentration.