Sabrina grows bolder and bolder. Yesterday she emerged from the bedroom five
times before Louie picked me up from work, then came out and sat like a
little queen on the throne--quite literally--for almost an hour in the
bathroom. We didn't want to disturb her. She and Brandy were having a staring
contest and apparently Sabrina won because Brandy got distracted by some yarn,
and only then would the Matron emerge and go back to her little box of wool,
leaving a grateful Mama and Daddy who really, really needed to use the
reading room. And earlier this week, Sabrina and Odessa actually slept in the
same room without cussing at each other! I'm so proud of Sabrina, learning to
get along like a good girl. She'd been through so much, it's good to see her
get some confidence.

Blanket purrs, headbutts, and encouragements to all in need. I'm sorry I
haven't been putting as many cents in as usual. Louie has been going full-
steam into a job search and looking into actuarial training--I guess these
are the guys who determine how much more insurance you have to pay if you
smoke and drink, and with two math degrees he has the credentials. He is in
such a nasty mood of late because the present job is now as toxic to him as
my old one was to me. Our doctor threw something called Inderol on top of the
mix of medication because he's been so mentally bad-off, and if his being on
the machinery for a while will get me a happy Louie again, I'm OK with it.
But I'm not far off, I at least can sneak some bits and bites in during my
breaks!

Blessed be,
Baha