They don't know what they're doing with the schedule. This week it's 11-6, 11-8. Next week it's 9-3. Week after? Who knows.
I am accustomed to waking at 3 and I did today as well. I went back to sleep and got up at 5. All the cats are home which is good. I kept finding a soggy black cat on my front porch yesterday every time I threw out some trash. He would meow at me, come in for a while, and leave again. I still haven't settled on a name.
My black cat Bubba (they bear a remarkable resemblance) had the "legal" name "Mr Black" and the "nick' name Bubba. So for this guy his "legal" name's going to be "Lucky" and then the other name will find me.
Ron used to get annoyed because I would recycle cat names, Baby Girl, Cleo, etc. I don't want to do that here and he really isn't a Bubba. He sings a lot, he likes to wander, he's very sweet. I haven't seen him hunt at all. Bubba was a big, fat, lazy boy who loved to hunt.
So, for now, I'll go with Lucky.
I took care of the cats first thing when I got up, fed them, did the boxes.
I need to get ready to go.
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