I got a free ikea sofa with 2 covers today.
And then I found out from her current human that Eris, the stray who showed me her bum in 2005 and got bundled up and taken home, had feline leukemia and had to be euthanised. She lived with most of my family and Payne, but she always had a bipedal can opener who loved her and treated her well, and that's all a cat really needs. She was approximately 9 years old and semi feral.
I have a weird feeling of happy from finally making progress on the lounge and having somewhere to sit that actually deserves to be called thus. (it's starting to look like adults
live here, finally!) and grief about Eris Missymoo, Princess Stinkybum.