05 May 2003

Carmel and I bought a large house in a crappy neighborhood. The house itself was pretty much a serious fixer-upper. My cat, Contessa, got out on the first day after we moved in. She didn't have a new collar with updated phone and address information, so I was very worried. We went out to find her and the whole house yard and the neighborhood were overrun with feral cats like the ones you see in Rome.