The kitchen was a-flurry with culinary activity when I arrived home this evening. 2 cherry pies and 1 apple, quenelles, sausages, pasta. Lordy! A flour-covered Dennis had been inspired by a new pie plate and skillet. He says he needs to learn how to keep his portions below platoon-size. He and MomCat eat well when I’m not here! Speaking of MomCat, we have a resident mouse living under the furnace. She brought him in Saturday night. Periodically I’ll see Mom and Britches sitting meditatively in front of the furnace, from whence come mouse-like sounds of stashing Friskies stolen from the cat plates when they’re out or sleeping, as well as nest-building sounds.