Sadie the feral cat has found herself a feral friend. He started coming around for the food and stayed for the company. It's sweet to watch him wait until she's done eating or perch a top the fence, defending their space. This morning they chased around a field mouse. They also bitch and moan at each other at times. Same as in most relationships, eh?
On a related note, I have a date tonight. A genuine, pick-you-up-at-eight-and-don't-be-late (well, meet at eight at the designated public place and take your own car...it's a different era). He builds cameras for things like the Hubble telescope and has a passion for art; he designs amazing looking, intricate kaleidoscopes. He's tall and blonde. And (as far as know) not a guitar player. I'm excited. I have to behave myself and not go too far. Be a lady.