I think the machinery here is on it's last chip, so to speak. The screen's
losing its ability to do red, but then it is three years older than dirt. I
haven't been here in a good week or so because Louie and I have been
spending our evenings trying to get a new one built. (yes, built. We have a
buddy who is to computers what chopper guys are to motorcycles.)

I almost came home with a tiny kitten the other day. My friend Nancy and I
went to the mall where a shelter was showing a mama cat and her six bitties.
Omigawd, I now understand what the "KF warning" means! There was a gray
tuxie in there who was just lovely, and I have a great weakness for fellas
in formalwear. Nancy had to drag me off by the ear while the shelter ladies
whipped out cell phones to call Louie.

I'm happy to report that, after spending too much money on stuff I don't
need, all six babies and Mama were tagged for adoption.

Blessed be,
Baha

--

Three thousand years ago,
cats were deified in ancient Egypt.
To this day, they have not forgotten.