The week flew by! I have an excuse though. Following the post-Thanksgiving pits (a family word for depression), I went out to buy some Christmas decorations. Walking into the holiday store was a little too much for me to take. I won't bore you with the details but I ended up rescuing another cat that same afternoon. My friend Jim called me "Ellen the cat lady" but I'm pretty sure that that only applies to someone with three or more cats. I've even heard it can go as high as seven or more. Not that I would want any more than two. Seriously.

The funny thing is that this cat has the same markings as my Tilly. They're two years apart but really could pass for brother and sister. He's seven months old and three days after I got him home he got sick and had to go to the vet hospital. He's back home now and so lovable - he likes being hugged, as do I. Tilly, who never has had much use for hugs, will remain the owner of the house, but she isn't too pleased with the intruder. But I can see the idea is slowly become more tolerable for her. Will keep you posted. His name is Tyler.