RO and I got another cat last night. It's a pound cat... a big, fat, female, declawed pound cat.

RO wanted to get a second cat as company for our existing cat. The old cat can be neurotic when left alone.

We went to a couple of animal shelters and interviewed(!) a half dozen cats before shettling on the big fat female. The big fat female is actually fairly active. I think her weight will come down since she will have much of opportunity for exercise at our house and we will watch her diet.

So far I am very happy with the big fat female. She is well trained. We only had to show her the litter box once for her to start using it. No messes. No accidents.

Last night as I lay on the sofa and listened to music, I said to RO, "We have two cats and are listening to jazz. How gay is that?"

RO said "What would we be doing if we were lesbians?"

"We'd be listening to Sarah Mclaughlan."

"With dogs."