After work yesterday I went to pick up my new foster cat, Indiana. Don't ask. I didn't name him. My guess is that someone is a Harrison Ford fan, but maybe he just reminded someone of a cat they knew way back when when they lived in the hinterlands. He's a young male who parted ways with the basic male parts as soon as he entered our system. A bit thin, with a coccidea infection that is currently being treated, he's a grey tabby with white toes and an outgoing disposition. I felt a twinge of guilt letting him into Molly's room, which is the first time I ever felt guilty about taking in a new foster. Then again, Molly didn't get the chances that Indiana is going to get. Pictures will be forthcoming, but he hasn't been here even 24 hours yet and I want to let him get settled before the papparazzi arrive.
Today I plan to head out to Home Despot, buy a few more MAPP Big Boys, and then finish making the recycled glass beads for my sister's birthday present. I still have to look up how to anneal the recycled beads. They are turning out to be far more fragile than the soft glass beads I usually make, and I've lost close to 10% of them in the cooling process. I can see that a few others have cracks in them that mean they're already lost; you can't anneal visible cracks out of a bead without deforming it past usefulness.