Overcast.

Spencer vomitted on my bed again. Yucks.

Mera jumped in at 8am, and ate some of last night's leftovers. I gave him fresh biscuits. He seemed a bit glum. He is on the wardrobe now, sleeping with his catnip pillow.

Spencer is still upset about something. She kept staring outside, as if waiting for something.

Hat was sleeping on the parkbench, I waved at him. I think he will come up eventually.