Caturday

It is done. May peace be upon you, Jake.

Just before we left, he used the litter box and ate a couple bites of the red salmon.

Two friends went with me. We came back, drank wine, and talked and laughed about other things.

I have a carload of cat gear, between scratching posts, toys and unused litter in my car for a trip to the shelter tomorrow. His old littler pan, the mat it was on, a half-used bag of prescription food, his dishes and much vacuumed-up detritus is in the trash. The cat towels that covered most of my furniture are in the wash. They'll probably be donated, too. The heated cat beds, I'll save those after the bedding is washed.

And that is all.