A sunny if chilly day here chez Casa Reynard.
Slept well. Actually, I spent most of yesterday sleeping. Goodness knows I've really needed it. It's been nice to have a couple of days where I've done not a lot and simply took the time to decompress.
I ended up having eleven separate calls from the cat breeder, but none of them were ever directed to voicemail. He has not replied to the text messages I have sent. However, he has unfriended (and blocked) me on Facebook, and I've been banned from some online cat groups that he admins. How petty. I guess he saw what I posted on my FB status (mentioning no names, I'm not THAT crass) and didn't like being confronted with the truth. Well, if he wants to live in his own little echo chamber where everyone else tells him how wonderful he is, then that's not my problem. I just wish he was man enough to own up to his mistakes and apologise.
Did have fun going stickering in Tesco this evening. I picked up two whole seabass, a pack with two steaks and a sachet of peppercorn sauce, a pack with pigs liver, cauliflower, broccoli, oyster mushrooms, tangerines, two breads and 66 packets of crisps.
I have been alerted to a lovely tortie up for rehoming at a rescue in Surrey. She does tick most of my boxes, but sadly I don't meet the rescue's adoption criteria.
Have just watched MOTD and am now watching the Diamond League athletics.