It is warm today. Spencer napped at the front door, trying to stay cool.

Mera loitered at the garde, until I came back from the supermarket. We had run out of Friskies. Mera chomped through a pile.

Then I saw him sleeping at the playground. I thought he had fainted, as the town council was washing the floor with chlorine. Luckily he was alright. I locked him in the store room for 45 minutes. He swept all the canned food off the shelves. Sigh.

He had somemore biscuits, then he left.

Spencer had gone back to bed.