The day was full, from an early waking to a walk and a long and delightful breakfast with a friend, to (therefore) missing something else I had planned to do, skidding in late for a birthday dinner for a friend, etc. A day of unexpected incursions and missed appointments and catch-ups...
the kind of day about which my mother would have said "The moon must be in Klutz."
Bracha the Cat is still meowing for food, but less than yesterday. She looks sad, and I feel sad for her.
I hope to make it to early minyan tomorrow. I am quite sure that we are allowed to pray for the healing (whether into life or death) of our animal friends.