In honor of our secret agent week, I couldn’t resist this happy little photo.  So many of us allow the scale to be our evil nemesis.  We step into its bathroom secret lair and allow the number listed on it to determine whether we’re having a good day or a bad day.  We step up to it frightened, contrite and naked (unadorned even with jewelry) and allow it to determine whether we’re a good person or not.  Ninja kitteh says, “unless you’re using it as a secret agent paw print scanning device, just put it away already.  I don’t let any silly piece of hardware make me cry.”

Good advice kitteh.  Good advice.