Calico doesn't like the Albino. I was late this morning, because the laundryman was late. Albino cried under the window.

When everyone settled down to eat, Calico jumped over Albino's head, startling her.

Albino had her fill anyway. It was then I realised she was tipped. Oh. I wasn't the one who bring her to the vet, and I don't remember she was tipped when she first came.