Gary's Christmas-celebrating sister Karen has some cats she takes care of. You might call them feral cats. Or, you might call them domesticated cats Karen has caught roaming the neighborhood, taken to the vet, and sterilized.
These cats, after their adoptions (or, again, their abductions), stay in Karen's garage until they have recovered from surgery. Often they remain. Karen feeds them, plus Stockholm syndrome may account for some of it.
That's why she sent Gary this email:
From: S_____, Karen A
Sent: Wednesday, December 17, 2008 12:28 PM
To: Gary S______
Subject: Wed - Christmas Eve
Can you and Ellen make it earlier this Christmas Eve. 10:30 am. I would like to
be home by dark because of my cats. (I have to leave the garage door
cracked when we are gone. Don't like to do that at night).
From: Gary S_____
Sent: Wednesday, December 17, 2008 2:05 PM
To: S_____, Karen A
Subject: RE: Wed - Christmas Eve
Xmas eve in the morning... That sounds a little wacky but I wouldn't
want your wild cats to have to seek their own shelter OUT IN THE WILD.
I was going to work until Noon on Xmas Eve but I moved things around so
that I can celebrate Xmas Eve morning with you.
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's
too dark to read." - Groucho Marx
Karen responded with "Ok thanks," and that meant Gary had to call me and have me give up a vacation day so Karen Mengle could be sure her house was secured against nighttime cat burglars. The laugh was worth it.
UPDATE: Okay, then. This is a great thing Karen is doing. I am chastised.