A brief update

I have to say I gave up on Cat Black a few days ago. John did not. I let Rosie out early this evening. She sat on the top step of the deck peering out through the rails intently at something. I went to look to see what was up and there she was. A Cat Black staring up at me. As soon as I said Cat Black's name, Rosie bounded down the stairs toward the cat both of them rubbing on each other. One happy dog. One happy, and well looking, cat.