Dear Diary, Something has happened that has never happened before. A cat that was gone from here has come back. Morgan has returned. Cats go all the time but they never come back once they are gone. Morgan must be very, very special to have done this unusual thing. She is the same as she was before. Whenever she sees me, she pulls back her lips, shows her teeth, and makes a hissing sound. When my lady is around and hears this, she always says, "No Lucky, just let it go." Which means I am not supposed to chase the crazy black cat. I usually walk away. My lady has this affect on me--she speaks and I listen. Well, most of the time I listen. A couple of times I did chase her into the potty room and up onto the high floor near the water bowl. It's just not as fun as it used to be though.

Our number in the house is back to six--me, Mellow, SaraSue, Wild Winkie Babbette, Osiris, and Morgan. Osiris spends more time outside than any of us. Sometimes I go out, but it's not so warm outside now and I don't like to be cold. The warm air is blowing in the house again, so I spend a lot of my time sitting on the metal pieces where the warm air comes from.