All fat

Delivery day today for redecorating plans.

Two guys from a trucking company brought in a bunch of boxes, one of them a chatterbox talking, like most chatterboxes do, for the pure pleasure of hearing himself speak.

He chattered about a cat of his that has gone missing and I empathized, because ours has gone missing too. He had a good partner. Quiet, but smiling because he seemed not to mind working with Mr. Chatterbox.

Anyway, Mr. C. nattered on about his missing cat. One of many he and his wife live with, he said, but "I really liked that one."

Then, and I don't know who he was talking to, he tromped out the front door ready to bring in another box and said "Yah, he's probably at someone's house. He'll come back in the spring. All fat."

Hope my cat comes home in the spring too.

All fat.

Stay warm, Otto.