Hat has a perpetually dirty nose, and I don't know why. And that scar on his nose never goes away.

The cats slept as it turned cloudy at noon, Spencer under the bed and Hat in his basket. He seemed cold.

At 4pm I heard a slight ringing of bells, and two meows. Mera just crawled out from under the bed, and I don't know how long he has been sleeping in our house. He checked out the store room, had a snack, stuck his nose into Hat's basket scaring him to death, and left the house with his tail high. Hat napped on for a bit longer, woke up and sat around waiting for something.

Spencer woke at 5pm, Hat played chase with her for a while, Spencer gave up after one lap, and Hat left. The weather had cleared up beautifully, so Hat went down to the garden.