The last of the ferals is fixed and now resting in the laundry room. I was worried about her, but she made it through fine.
Fanny and Mommy showed up for dinner. Fanny looked like she had a wound. Perhaps that is why she has not shown up as much lately. Unlike Dot, she won’t let me near her, so I can only hope it’s superficial.
It’s the beginning of a nice long weekend. I plan to enjoy it.