there's a new stray outside, i of course, have put food out for it. the stupid pigeons eat the food during the day. so i put felix out to bird hunt, for as long as he can stand it. he hates the cold as much as i do. he curls up with me whenever i'm on the couch. and sits on my lap when i hover in front of the space heater.
we're about to adopt another cat. his name is bagira. he's black and fluffy and friendly. he had two friends living with him, but they went to the bridge. and he's lonely. and his mommy and daddy are sad when they see him that way. so they want us to take him into our menagerie. i, of course, said yes. three black cats, that has to be some kind of record for good luck.
my sleep schedule is still chaos, but not nearly as bad as doc's is. i feel so bad for him. he's not getting enough sleep, has to ride the scooter in the 20s to work no matter how tired he is. the truck has stopped going out of park, so he can't take that to work in the freezing. luckily, it's going to warm back up this week. not much, but not freezing.