rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Late Again

Didn't wake up until five o'clock this evening. Later, I saw one of the feral cats limping away from my front yard and across the street. I hope that Alger, who was on the back porch, had shared the food with him (or her— I couldn't tell if it was the male or the female.) Alger was all meows and no hisses this evening, and couldn't wait to get petted. He's become seriously interested in the inside of the house, and peers through the door every time it's open. I'd let him in but I'm afraid there'd be a huge confrontation with Portia, who has a prior claim, after all. And as friendly as he's getting, Alger is even more of an underfoot cat than Portia is. If I had both of them to deal with I'd get tripped for sure.

I wish it would stop getting so late so early.
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