It is October. It stopped raining. It is cold enough for an extra blanket, Coma (the cloth) is off the wall. I am used to Was being nestled in between the folds. IS, the stray, is still circling. Someone else is definitely feeding him. But he is looking at me. Can't catch him on camera. He is fast. At least he is OK.
Slept way too late today, after being up all night with emails and such. A catless-nap day.
