The return of Jack

So today, as I pulled up into the driveway after work, there was Jack, Erika's cat, meowing and looking for attention. This acctually wasn't an unusual event, except that Jack had last been seen sometime Christmas morning, and he is not the type of cat to take off. We had begun to expect the worst, even though his little orange cat body hadn't turned up. In fact, we were assuming that some white trash family in our neibourhood had catnapped him, and given him to their children for Christmas. but wherever he was, there he was next to my car, unscathed and looking for some love. He barely ate (so he'd been fed) and mostly just wanted to be patted. Which sort of confirms our suspisions of the possible catnapping. It's a pretty sick world where people take your cat cos they can't get one for their kids. That's just wrong. Erika's dad has been looking to ditch Jack for a while, so needless to say, he was a little let down. Though he did later admit to having missed him a bit.

The UN is now saying that over 80 000 people are dead due to the Tsunami's in SE Asia. That's way more fucked up then someone stealing our cat. My heart breaks for those countries.