Today is the day Salem, roomate Marti's cat, leaves for another home. I'm completely bummed out. I'll miss the furry little face poking around the corner at the top of the steps. Heck, I'll even miss his annoying meowing fits at 3 a.m. Guess I'm just an animal person. I'm still trying to figure out how one minute you have an animal and the next you decide you don't want it. I was always raised that once you had that pet it was your responsibility, not something you got rid of whenever you felt like it. Our dogs were always another member of our family. If you call my parents house their message includes the dog! Sigh. Joan is coming to pick Salem up around 5. I'll probably cry. I always do.