1. I volunteer to do a bit more leafleting, to rally as much support as we can. My reward is getting to meet some cats – two very fluffy ones, who approach me meowing, expecting I can open their front door and let them inside, and two white ones, who watch me intently from their living room window.

2. Muddy boots (and dogs) and junk mail have taken their toll on the porch. I spend a few minutes clearing away the clutter from the counter and sweeping the floor and suddenly it looks a lot more welcoming.

3. Kaufman’s cheeks look extra fluffy as he sits on my chest.