I am about to go to bed so I'll probably say something about Ella on another post tomorrow. At this time, I just wanted to mention that I have two twin sisters, both black cats, who have been with me, and one another, their entire lives. This is substantial because they turned twenty-four last month. At that advanced age of twenty-four, I just had to break up a fight a few moments ago. They were in beds on a table near my desk, next to one another, when they began slapping at one another. I don't know what the squabble was about but it was quite a slap fight. I broke it up, moved the beds a foot apart, and turned them around so that they didn't have to look at one another. Then I spent a few moments petting each of them. When they both put their heads back on the side of the bed, as if to sleep, I went back to my computer. I hadn't typed more than a couple of lines before they were slapping at one another again.