We reached Ohio last night, as I expected we would. The city of Toledo. And again we are waking in a hotel room with our two cats, who probably were awake a long time before I was, as the first thing I became cognizant of, as I continued to lie in bed, and attend to my surroundings, was the sound of them roughhousing, or playing, which they do tend to do in the early morning, when it is still dark and when A. and I are still asleep. Now they are eating quietly and contentedly from their respective bowls, into which I dished some of the tinned food that we brought with us for them, on this trip.