Day 324: A glad, good September Morn to you, my readers. As most of you know, this personal holiday is second only to Christmas on my calendar. I would normally celebrate it with a hike and, if possible, a restorative dunk in a chilly, isolated alpine tarn, but neither of these options are possible this year. I've decided instead to indulge in take-out from my favourite Chinese restaurant, something I haven't done since covid appeared on the scene four years ago. This has been a strange year, the "down" of losing Tippy counterbalanced with the "up" of Merry's ebullient introduction into the household, and I am happy to be able to say that this September Morn seems poised to lead into better days, at least in some part, and especially if Merry has any say in the matter. His kitten's enthusiasm for life is a joy, if somewhat exhausting on my side of the coin, and he brings me both love and laughter every day. Those things are the best anyone could hope for, are they not? May you also find them in the coming year.
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