Silly question of the day, and newest developments in the feline world

You're on a crashing plane and your partner is fast asleep. Would you wake her/him up to say 'I love you' one last time or let her/him die in her/his sleep?

Out of the mouth of babes... Flight attendants usually rouse passengers even from deepest sleep, in order to make them put on breath masks, assume the correct position, etc.
Giving in to a fit of morbid curiosity, I'd rather like to know *what* people would say -- I suppose imminent death doesn't always prompt memorable last words...

On to matters feline. having had a rather exhausting day at work, Alexandra arrived at my place after having had two vodka-tonics, which certainly made things easier. Also, she'd just done the sensible thing and taken the pregnant street cat to the vet. There it will be de-wormed, de-fleed and then entrusted to the assistant, who lives outside the city and has experience with cats giving birth.
So far, so good.
I think I succeeded in convincing Alexandra that right now she ought to put any thoughts re. a second cat on hold until Lola has been presented to ze boyz. In case ze boyz don't accept her, a second cat would certainly be a better solution than keeping Lola as a single cat. This, however, would not solve the problem of who cares for them during summer. Alexandra swore holy oaths that she'll only take a two-week holiday, so I'll leave it at that for now. But I told her very clearly that there's no way I'm going to take two guest cats.

The thing is, I *do* understand the urge to make animals' lives better. But one also has to be rational about it: Alexandra, for example, already took in a dog from Greece -- that would be Lily -- and a cat from Macedonia. That's two animals who now have a good life, as opposed to the tough, short life they'd have led, had she not taken them in. But, and that's a really strong BUT, unless you have the time, ability, financial means and room to do more, you'd better draw the line right there. Otherwise you might end up trying to help them all and end up neglecting or even endangering your own. I'm certainly not an advocate of the "giving them money is enough" school of thought, but I'm very much convinced that one mustn't lose all perspective. In certain cases -- such as Alexandra's -- actively helping two animals and giving money to institutions is the better solution, much though it hurts to acknowledge that one's power is limited. Call me callous and jaded, but I say one's first duty is to one's own pet and to oneself. More can only be done if that is ensured.

On a lighter note, I made tuna sugo yesterday, and it was awesome. This is how I did it, but of course you can change the recipe according to your own taste and needs.
Put olive oil into medium-sized pot (doesn't have to be non-stick), heat, add two chopped onions, fry on not-too-high temperature, because they shouldn't turn brown, just glassy. Blitz peppers (hot or mild, of whichever colour) in the food processor, add. Do the same with two medium-sized courgettes. Let simmer on medium heat, without a lid, so the liquid can evaporate. In the meantime, peel a few cloves of garlic and blitz together with either two tomatoes or a bit of tomato puree (great, because you still get the whole garlic taste -- which you don't if you press it -- but don't have to befoul your hands). Add to the veggie mix, add red wine and more blitzed tomatoes or tomato puree, plus salt (or broth cube), basil and thyme. Let simmer -- you need to stir every few minutes, and more often later on as the liquid evaporates. Finely chop a few anchovis (I used four), add to the mix, then add two cans of tuna (or one if they're big ones). If it's tuna in oil, take care to pour away as much of the oil as you can, because it makes the sauce unnecessarily greasy and fishy, and normally they don't use the best-quality oil. Let reduce on low heat until it has the consistency you like (but not too watery). If you like, add finely chopped black olives. If the sauce is a bit too tangy (might happen if the tomatoes are pale or the red wine too light), add small quantities of honey until it's right.
Since I didn't have parmesan, I served grated pecorino to go with the pasta and sugo, and it was totally yummy.

Boss just called. That man has a seriously stressed guardian angel. He drove back to Skopje from Austria during the night, mostly in bad weather, and when he was three minutes from home, fell asleep and mowed down some steel pole -- car severely damaged, boss shocked but alive and unharmed. Car held out till home, will have to be towed away.
I wish I could have hugged him. He sounded upset, sad and tired, and he's totally embarrassed. I said, please don't be silly, firstly it could have happened to anybody after a night of driving, and secondly -- and more importantly -- imagine the consequences if it had happened half an hour earlier, while you were still on the motorway. You'd be severely injured, if not dead.
I hope -- and please keep your fingers crossed, send good vibes and thoughts -- that the shock didn't do anything to his heart.
*mentally hugs boss and gives him a light slap on the back of the head for having acted irresponsibly*

And, erm, two afterthoughts

1) Exchange: after last year's total fail, I'm not going to sign up. I have a plan, though. I'm going to look at the promtps, and if one of them sets the Muse a-spark, I'll write something for the community.

2) I just did a rough mental calculation on how much I'm spending on sports every month, including outfits. The mind is still boggling. Then again, it's a good investment I daresay. This doesn't really apply to the outfits, but who cares.