Saul Bellow

A Saul Bellow story. From his real life. His erstwhile friend had an affair with his wife. He could not forgive. In a letter to that supposed friend, he wrote, "But love her as my wife? Love you as my friend? I might as well have gone to work for Ringling Brothers and been shot out of the cannon twice a day. At least they would have let me wear a costume."

[Source: The Paris Review]

Ratso

Ratso is around after all. One of his tribe anyway. The name has stuck. This may be Ratso the Fourth or Fifth. I think this might be that little one from last year, mini-Ratso, that is now grown-up. I caught him sucking up the last of the crumbs from the plate on the patio, as Coco watched with a doubtful intensity. So much for convenient overnight feeding. The cats will just have to suffer some hunger pangs at night, and as for my nights, well, a truly good night's sleep has long been a very rare thing, and this would be true even if the cats never came into our lives.

The Natural World

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Lorie

I like the way Lorie's visit was done on this Sunday. She came much earlier in the afternoon and was gone by eight. I prefer this much more than her coming in the evening and she and Pop watching TV and talking loudly in the kitchen until one or two in the morning. But it's not my call.