"Missing" cat

When I arrived home from attending the afternoon mass earlier this evening, I noted that our sick black cat was nowhere to be seen. (Our other cat was on top of the cage in the laundry as usual.) She was not waiting in the driveway as usual nor was she in the back yard. I began to get worried and looked all over for her but had to give up after a futile search. Only when my parents got home much later after attending Holy Hour at our church did I learn that my father had brought our cat this afternoon to the vet's for a check up and that the vet had advised that she be confined at the clinic overnight for observation. What a relief! I had thought she had gone to hide herself in some obscure corner as many sick animals tend to do.

Sounds English to me

I have long been curious about the traditional Latin mass and my interest has been further peaked after getting the chance to provide accompaniment to Latin songs during mass in the past Holy Week. Thus when my parents mentioned some months ago that the First Friday masses at our parishes were now in Latin, I decided to try attend one just for the sake of experiencing a mass in Latin. (I'd probably lose track of the mass with all the unfamiliar words but who cares?) Unfortunately with my busy schedule at work I haven't been able to do so. That is, until today when I managed to get off work early to attend the 5:30pm mass with my parents. But to my disappointment the mass was said in English instead because a priest other than our parish priest presided. Sigh.