We’re settling in here in Houston, and I’ve found a little pregnant stray cat in my neighborhood. I’ve been feeding her and I wasn’t sure what to call her until last night, when her boyfriend cat showed up. Rather than fight her for the food though, he stayed back and watched until she was full. And then he ate. Then they ran off together. So now I call them Zelda and F. Scott. I also made this, which reminds me of the Great Gatsby a little.