Oh great. Now Lookie is going into heat, and both she and Lily are howling up a duet in the kitchen as I type this letter. No cat can howl like Lookie: she should join a death metal band. She's been copying Mary Unknown7 (or maybe it's vice versa), she has a high pitched voice and really puts her emotions into her screams. Lily tries to match Lookie's passion, but she can't keep up. I hope you don't scream like that, Natty.
Oh hi, Natty! I'm glad you're enjoying yourself in California. I always knew you would love that place, especially since you have money to spend. That's a smart camera shot, I can't see anyone sleeping on the streets. If you're planning to move to California and open up shop there, you better not become too wealthy. I found this on the Internet, I thought it might interest you:
I have no interest in living in California. Even if I were wealthy, I wouldn't even want to visit let alone live there. Why bother, I can get my toys delivered nowadays. Plus, I'm definitely not star struck. If I were your age and had lots of money, perhaps I would live in California. But that's 29 years too late for me. They really should have snagged me when they had the chance. As it is right now, forget it.
