Fern is missing again. I think she is somewhere upstairs, but I haven’t been able to find her. Yesterday she was out early then a bit later. She ate, drank water and had all her medication. She slept on the couch most of the evening, her usual spot. I thought things were looking up but not finding her again has me frantic. Shortly I will go upstairs with my flashlight, call her and hope she appears. She has an appointment at the vets tomorrow. I called and said I’m not sure we could make it and explained why. They said they’d hold the appointment until tomorrow. Cats are tricky hiders.

The weather has been spectacular, but I’ve only been as far as the deck. The spawns of Satan have knocked plants off the deck rail breaking the pots, have broken glass candle holders and knocked stuff to the ground. Usually I am plagued by red so I was surprised when I saw two grey spawns running up the deck rail and knocking stuff off as they ran.

The night I didn’t go to bed I watched The Godfather movies in chronological order of events. The movies were on for seven hours, but I didn’t see the last hour, and now I’m sorry I didn’t think to save it. It has been a long while since I’ve seen any of The Godfather movies, and I’d forgotten how good they are. Al Pachino is amazing. He is also scary. I didn’t keep track of the bodies, but Michael is responsible for most of them. All of them were violent.

Well, I have to go hunting for Fern.