The roofers were gone and while I was clueless with the late races at Belmont Park and the 12th at Churchill Downs the beloved bride laid out a great dinner for the outside cats. They had scattered when the roofers got here but had come back after the roofers left. The plump Nasty Mom was here for some good eats during dinner #1.

When it was starting to get dark and I was downstairs looking for a beer and some of the wife's cash I saw some cat-condo cats and garage cats in the driveway. These cats eat well but I brought out some more great food for them. Ginger and her son Garfield are side-by-side with their tails up in great happiness.

Ah...so happy the roofers are G.O.N.E