Good To Go

Well, the cat is, now she's had her annual jags.  She's not a joy to take for the hour car ride over to near Ulva ferry where the vet is.  She yowled for most of the trip there, slightly better on the way back.  M drove me so I could sit in the back with her and have her out of her basket which calmed her down a little.  The patterns made by the light through the basket caught my eye.