zapped some code, and there we were.

However, our own wizard behind the curtain, Lynn, fixed it, and here we are!

It’s spitting snow, though it’s scheduled to rain later in the week, and it’s feeling like Christmas. All prezzies are wrapped and under the tree, and the kittehs are seeing goblins—

This morning I heard a frightful noise from the kitchen: it has a timer-light, and that was one. I bailed out of bed and went to see what had sent one of the cats skittering across the Pergo floor.

Shu met me, bristled up all his hair until you’d hardly know he was the same sleek cat, in total fighting pose, tail arched, head down, even his cheek fur standing on end so he hardly looked recognizable. Sei showed up in the dark living room, behind me. I tried to keep Sei away from him, fearing he was going to attack, though Sei’s pose was totally calm and blissfully reassuring. I turned on living room lights while trying to keep the two apart and calm Shu down, and by the time Sei got to him, bristled as he was, they went nose to nose kissy-kissy, apparently exchanging “there-there’s” and “It’ll be ok,” –and Shu’s hair began to lie down again…But even after a little breakfast, he was staying right near Sei.

I think he had a little kitteh dream—he’d just waked up, Jane told me later, when she heard the skittering; and from my vantage, in the dark living room there was Sei, probably with eyes shining in the timer-run light from the kitchen; which sent Shu skittering ten feet backward and turned him into a bristle-ball.

And a good morning to us all!