Well, the little boy-cats that I’d been taking care of for 3 months, went back with their mom this morning. It was sad for all of us to say goodbye. But now they will be back in their own home, and my own cats can have full run of this crazy house again.

For the past two days, I have done nothing but clean this place, getting ready for things to get back to normal. My guest room was a disaster — I had 6 nervous cats living in there for 3 months. It was unbelievable. (And Mean Franny McFee opted to live down in the dining room, mostly hiding behind the buffet for 3 months, and Kon Tiki of the Great Outdoors, after having had 2 nasty spats with Alan, refused to set foot in the house while our visitors were here. Her fur is a great big tangled mess right now…but we’re working on it.)

Anyway, everything inside the house is how it used to be before, but I am sad to see those little guys go. They were so affectionate with me.

Today, I’m going to town to get the groceries. And then, I guess, sort of collapse. I don’t really know. I won’t have any work to do on the play until next week. So we’ll just see.

That’s really it, gang. I just wanted to at least drop in to say where I’ve been….

No update from Phil yet regarding Maui, but it is looking very sinister, indeed, gang. Just heartbreaking. He has postponed his livestream twice so far because of it.

Okay.

I hope you have a great Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya!

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Morning-listening-music! From 1966 (yes! the year of “Novitiate”!), Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass’, “Little Spanish Flea.” Possibly a masterpiece?? You decide! Enjoy!!!!