That’s cause all the evil banks and corporations are hoarding all that cash instead of spending it.
Once again, Kitty boy fools the odds-as I began putting out catfood, he climbed out of his basket, went to the litter box and back, ate a few bites, got a drink of water and is lying in the sun by the French doors asleep. He purred and yawned when I petted him, and seems happy, if terribly weak. He always had done things his own way...