Late and Busy

Alger came by long enough to have dinner and meow at me for a few minutes this evening (well, Tuesday evening now.) His two litter-mates are still absent. When he sniffs my hand he puts his ears back a bit. Maybe he smells Portia on them. Kitty jealousy is a terrible thing.

The most recent rain was too light to get through the ceiling. I have mixed feelings about that. Dry house, good; wimpy rain, boring.

I've been busy tidying the house and arranging things since my dad is supposed to come back from the care facility Thursday. I don't know how he'll do here, as he now needs a lot of hands-on care, but he'll be glad to be home. He didn't really like being in that place. It will be good having him back, but it will probably be very time-consuming.