It’s Sunday night again and here I sit trying to think of something to write. It seems the weeks just fly by anymore. I have another cat, just what I need, another animal to feed. When I took the computer to Tutt’s last week to get the programs put into it, Tutt was complaining about the neighbor’s cat scratching on his door and tearing up the screen. He was threatening to do bodily harm to it. I said, don’t do that, I’ll take it to the farm. I got an e-mail from Ann Thursday saying that the lady had advertised online, looking for a home for the offending animal.