Thursday, May 19

Sometime before bedtime last night, we noticed we hadn't seen our black cat in quite a while. So we went on a search of the house. In fact, we searched the house several times, but couldn't find him.

We decided he must have somehow gotten out of the house, so Hubbie grabbed a flashlight and searched the yard and garage. As with the house, he went outside several times to search for him. The cat was just nowhere to be found.

This morning, around 5 a.m., Hubbie took Shih Tzu out for a walk. Lo and behold, the cat was in the yard. When he saw Hubbie, he went to the porch and lay down submissively, so Hubbie could pick him up and bring him in.

He must have been alert and frightened all night, because he's spent the whole day sleeping. We're sure the outdoor cats didn't welcome his presence. We're just glad he didn't find his way to the busy highway in front of our house.

Hubbie discovered that the cat had escaped through a hole in a window screen in the sunroom, so he took the screen to a building supply business to have the screening replaced.

We got up this morning around 8 a.m., and I did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. Mother spent the morning at home, Hubbie spent his in the yard, and I spent mine sewing buttons on blouses, and organizing our scrapbooking supplies into a tote for an afternoon meeting.

Mother came over around 12:15, and shortly afterward, we went to the Extension Services office, where we waited in the van for the other member to arrive. Since I didn't hear from her, I assumed she meant to attend, but I wasn't sure. If she had not shown up, Mother and I would have just returned home to work on our pages.

Since the conference room door was locked, I went around the building to the office. There, I discovered that maintenance folks were waxing the conference room floor, so we could not use it. We are on the calendar for every third Thursday of the month, but from time to time, we are ousted for one reason or another. So I guess I should have called ahead this morning to be sure the space was available.

However, the secretary suggested that since there were only three of us, we should use the break room, which is what we did. Mother and I finished a couple of pages each, while the other member worked on a birthday card for one of her grandsons.

We were back home around 3 p.m., and Mother went to her house. Later, Hubbie and I had a supper of leftover hamburger/turkey burgers on buns, leftover Parmesan potatoes, and freshly cooked corn-on-the-cob, along with a side of tomatoes.

After that, we spent the evening watching TV, as usual. We saw a Lifetime Movie Network four-hour (about three hours, minus commercials) film called, "The Capture of the Green River Killer," about Gary Ridgeway, who was convicted of 49 murders, confessed to 71, but is presumed to have killed 90 plus, usually prostitutes, throughout the 1980s and 1990s.