Cooler

Mid 50s F this morning, still cloudy, dank from the rain.  Which means we aren't all that thrilled about opening all the windows and inviting that stuff in...

Someone comes to town, someone leaves town

Well, the stub-tailed cat just up the street has decided that we could be friends.  Meows and comes out to the edge of the porch for scritches, but never seems to leave the porch or front steps.

On the opposite side of the ledger, the last of the long-haired black cats on the next street over seems to have gone missing.  We had a long chat with one of the ladies that feeds strays, and she hasn't seen that one for a week.