I went out to lunch with friends who own cats and then to the
Meow Mart and
Scratching Post. I fell a little in love with
Sweetie, with her lovely face (she's prettier in person) and sad expression, and with
Gideon and his fluffy butt and happy purr (but it would be hard not to love Gideon!)
Seeing all those cats, some happy, some not, some with obvious sad histories, some contented oldsters, made me realize how lucky [Own Cat] and I were to have each other. He had a good home and a loving owner: I had a happy, loving, purring, grateful kitty.
I bought Guest Cat a catnip pillow and some mice (and some earrings for me). She loves the pillow.
ETA: I wouldn't mind taking
Elton and Edgar home, either. But I'd rename Elton Ethelred.