May 12th, 2005


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While driving home this evening, I came upon a cat that lost a fight with a car.

The body was still on the asphalt, but even as I passed it, I was able to tell that it hadn't been a ferel. I quickly flipped two U's, pulled up behind it, hit my hazards, and got out.

Her body was still warm, her eyes still clear, the drop of blood on her lip was still wet, and her body was utterly limp. No insects, no stiffness, no bloating. It had probably been minutes before.

She had been well fed with high quality food. Glossy coat, clean claws, pink pads. A housecat, mostly indoors.

No tags. No collar. No tattoo. No microchip.

I set her off onto the side, where her body wouldn't get mangled by some tires, and then drove home, felling sad for her extinguished life, and wondering who out there was missing her, and hoping in vain that she would come home soon.

When I got home, I washed my hands and arms past the elbows, and then stroked my own cats for a long time.
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Three dying machines in the distcc stack, spewing SCSI IO error messages at their consoles. I am remarkably hardhearted about these sorts of failures, and so immediately executed the offending boxes. (Pulled out their power feeds.)
Our new interim CEO has sent out an email asking for suggestions, bests of, worsts of, etc. My response has started turning into an essay. A coworker pointed out that even so, I will still have to reduce it to at most four bullet points, as he has never actually meet an upper executive with the focus or ability to read more than a single page of text. Sigh, he's right.
judyg has a new cat, a Tonkinese, that she is temporarily or permanently making a home for. His former human is very sick, and is taking chemo. As I told J a while ago when she was talking about the cat shaped hole in her home, "When the time is right, the cat will appear.".