The oak trees must have thought the sudden cold night signaled the onset of autumn. They shed dozens of leaves all over my back yard. They'll have to adjust to the heat again by tomorrow, and the nights will be back up into the sixties. Summer won't give up as easily as those leaves did. Portia (garage cat) is currently hiding in the rafters after being beaten up by kitty unknown (but it was probably the gray cat) about an hour ago. Great chunks of her fur are scattered about the front porch, and she won't come down from the rafters no matter how much I try to coax her. I hope she isn't seriously injured. She's just not capable of being an outdoor cat. I'd like to keep her in the house, but the way she gets underfoot she'd be tripping my dad all the time. If I can't figure out some way to protect her from the other cats around here, I'll have to start trying to find her a safer home with someone else. I don't think she'll survive long if she keeps getting beaten up so badly. Despite another cool and somewhat cloudy day, there's still been no rain. The clouds are growing thin now and will be entirely gone tomorrow, so rain is probably out of the question now. Well, maybe there will be some in September. That has happened in the past, though it's rare. I hope we don't have to wait for winter before it gets wet. I have to go try to get the traumatized kitty into the house for the night now. She's usually so happy to get in, but seems to only want to be left alone tonight. I wish I'd brought her in earlier.
