New Cat Day … Probably

I called and left a message that I wanted the cat. Also, in my memory he was 5 or 7 months old, but it looks like I wrote down 2 years old. I have to straighten that out. It won’t affect my decision, but I wanted as young a cat as possible so the day I have to face the end is as far off as possible. It will affect what catfood I pick up today.

At one point during my cat search I was walking behind a bride on her way to City Hall to get married. Most people getting married at City Hill wear something nice, but they usually don’t go all out with gowns and tuxes. (My friends Howard and Sandy got married there in their regular, every day clothes.) I love the brides who say, “Fuck it. It’s my wedding day and I’m wearing a wedding gown.” I took a couple of shots.