A few days ago, we gave up on Sparky, the Spare Cat.
On the 5th of January, when we ran off the raccoon, Sparky ran off too, never to be seen again. After a week of no cat, we gave up, closed the garage, and felt bad about the loss of our spare cat.
Today, it is freezing, sleeting, snowing, growing icecycles, and generally being nasty outside. And who should appear? Sparky! Cold, fat, and insolent as always. So I popped open the door a bit, gave him a good scolding and scritching, and filled up his food bowl.
Stupid cat.
I wonder who else he has been eating with? Someone who lets him inside, but forgot today? Or maybe he's just been living high on the hog off of the rabbits. We'll probably never know.
Oh, and my website is all back up again. Nice!