I took the cats in for their ringworm test today. They were little
angels on the bus! Never a peep out of either one. Caliban looked at
everything and everyone around him and was too fascinated with the
outside world to mind, and Miranda settled down with a determined look
to endure this new torture that meowmie had inflicted upon her. When I
got on the bus, the driver smiled at Miranda. A catlover, methinks.

The cats had no reason to fear this visit to TED, since all she did was
brush them for a while (that's how they get the skin and hair sample for
the test). Calibn even started purring after a while of brushing, and
even Miranda calmed down and settled down in my arms for a nap with the
soothing brushing.

On the way home, Caliban started to meow pitifully when we were almost
home, but his meows are so small, it was nothing like the deep yowls
that Frank used to treat the whole bus to.

I left home with Miranda and Caliban, and returned with Mir, Cal and
Frank's ashes. I'm glad to have him back home again.