So. Tired.

Divisionals Swim Meet = Long long day at the pool. My folks came to cheer the kids on, over 2 weeks Nicholas dropped 12 seconds off his IM, and we had 3 DQs.

We were home by 2:30 p.m. when we found that our escaped Masala wasn't doing so well. He'd run out of the house at 5:30 a.m. when we left to the pool so there wasn't time to chase him down. Not that we could anyway, when Masala escapes, as it happens every couple weeks and usually for a couple hours, he runs around the house and under the deck or just rolls in the driveway dirt in the sun. When he gets too hot he'll come to the front or back door until we let him in. Today though he was stuck outside for 9 hours and while I fully expected him to be under Ian's car or sitting by the front door, I didn't expect him to be limping and bleeding. Masala has gotten "braver" (aka stupider) over the past few escapes and expanding his roam zone.

We thought he'd gotten into a fight with another cat (we have several wandering felines), but the ER vet thinks he was hit by a car. He's functional but damaged, so Masala is spending the night at the ER after some reparatory surgery. Tomorrow he'll be sporting a stylish Elizabethan collar.