This year I am grateful that Veronica the Porch Kitty checked out well at the vet yesterday. That means she can have all the time she wants inside without fear that she will pass some illness on to Elizabeth. One of these days I'll get a snap of her, but black cats in November are very hard to get on film decently.
She spent the night inside with us, rolling and lolling on the bed with every evidence of bliss. Then at seven AM she asked politely to be let out and given food in her outside bowl, and - well where's she gone? I don't know. But her heat pack is out in her porch house, and I'm confident she'll turn up when dinner time rolls round.
Wishing you all a wonderful dinner and a warm, cozy Thanksgiving night!
with warmest thoughts,