Heavy rain. I heard Mera's bells earlier, but I didn't get up to feed him. Maybe Hat did sing on the corridor, but I didn't hear that too.

Spencer slept in, on top of her wardrobe. She slept with me last night.

Hat was waiting outside the house when I came out, but he followed me downstairs. Found a glum looking Mera sitting on his dad's motorbike. I took him up for breakfast. The neighbour commented that the cat has a good life, as he has to be carried to his breakfast. Mera ate quite a lot while Hat waited meekly outside. He didn't stay though, maybe still upset about being ignored this morning.

Hat had one can and was looking for a box to sleep in. I stuffed him in his own box. When I tried to pat him, he clawed me.