When you’re a cat and you get to be 16 years old, your day consists primarily of various modes of inactivity. Freddie spends most of his day sleeping on the back of the futon, but there’s a period during the early morning hours where the sun comes into the kitchen and creates a nice warm spot on the floor. During those precious minutes, that’s where you’ll usually find Fred.
Lori and I received the piece of mail we’ve been waiting for today. We (actually I, since it’s a men’s club) have been accepted into membership of the Ingomar Club. This is the club that owns the Carson Mansion in Eureka, the coolest Victorian ever made out of lumber. So when you come to visit, try to make sure you’re here on a Friday, and bring something nice to wear.