My chain-smoking next door neighbor has a white cat that used to be fluffy but I think she must have cancer. She is thin as a rail, and her fur is really ratty-looking. Poor little thing.
The Coast Guard’s ships were known as “revenue cutters” for a reason.
Back from the Missionaries of the Poor. We had a very nice time. A tiny little Brother from the Philippines, who looked about Pat’s age, carried Kathleen around for about an hour, until she got hungry.