Howdy-doo, Buffistaville.
I am spending the day herding cats, since the pets have discovered the joys of Going Outside. They are ecstatically happy to wander through the towering clumps of California poppies and carefully sniff the windy air. Pearlie, the baby, became an expert tree climber on her very first try, and when she's on the ground, she's leaping after bugs and being adorable.
I find it endearing that they are only comfortable with their expeditions if I leave the door open and stay where they can see me. Nobody wants to be trapped on the Wrong Side of the door.
Also I am happy to report that Squeak, the elderly and shy cat who has been prescribed the subQ fluid routine, has endured Lori's therapy visits with very little residual trauma. He does recognize the sound of her car in time to hide under the bed, since he's a clever boy. We have to plan a sneak attack where she calls when she's on her way.