Election day is here! Today we find out how America really feels. My prediction is that the USA is too bigoted to vote for a black man no matter how bad the other candidate looks. Would you PLEASE prove me wrong.

We took the cats to the vet this morning. It's time for Mama Kitty's annual exam, some vaccinations, and to clean the mites out of her ears. They both need to have their ears cleaned and they will be checked for worms and other parasites. Poor Wakana cried most of the way to the vet's office. She feels very strongly that the cats would be dead by now if she hadn't intervened when she did. Also she cannot stop feeding Mama Kitty whenever she asks for food.

So we now have a very fat little cat. But she'd have died of malnutrition or disease if we hadn't brought her inside. For the first year or so she spent most of her time outdoors. Now she is a committed housecat. She only goes out when Wakana is outside. She never leaves the shelter of the carport or the eaves of the house. Usually we find her indoors when we come home in the afternoon.

Neko, on the other hand, is in the prime of life. She is large and sleek and strong. She spends every available minute outdoors. She hunts and lays around, teases the dogs next door, and then comes running home and into the house calling loudly for someone to come and see her and reassure her that she is OK and home again. In the evening she will go out and come in dozens of times. Wakana will not shut the door all the way so the cats can come and go as they please.

The farmer brought his bushcutter and mowed around the betel nut trees. It looks pretty good over there. He is very grateful for the fence charger that Charley gave me to give to him. You should know Charley that there was a broken wire inside the box but he fixed it and now his crops are safe from the pigs. We let him plug it into our outdoor outlet. Thank you once more on his behalf and on ours. Sometimes we come home to find fruits or vegetables on the carport. He is a really nice guy.