Catching A Breather....And Welcoming Sara

I arose at 4:30 am and helped my sister pack for her journey back home. She was already up and a bit saddened about going back. I always remind her that she never HAS to do anything.
Mark was sleeping so soundly that I didn't have the heart to wake him. So, just my sister and I went to the airport.
The Thanksgiving dinner went well. All the food turned out great and I am truly thankful that I have hardly any left overs. I HATE to stock a fridge full of leftovers. With just Mark and I, leftovers rarely get eaten around here.
While my sister was still here, her and I began decorating the house some for Christmas. The only thing we couldn't do was place a tree up. Mark insists on having a real tree. So, if that's what he wants then that's fine with me. I have never had a "Live" Christmas Tree, so it's kind of cool. I hear that they can be messy though. Velvet should have a field day with that. LOL.
Speaking of my cat,Velvet. We did have a major incident with him over the past few days.
I began feeding this female stray cat that has wondered into our yard. I love animals and she is so cute and sweet. Anyway, I have been feeding her for over a month. So, if I go to the kitchen and began rattling around, she usually hears me and starts meowing at the back door. That's my que to feed her. So, I ensure Velvet isn't anywhere around and hastily open a can of cat food and place it in the bowl I have left for her on the back step. Well, this time when feeding her I carelessly didn't close the back door tight enough. So, when the wind blew it popped it open.
I was in the bathrooom doing my usual daily cleaning when I heard this terrrible growl like sound. Running to the kitchen, I see the backdoor open and the two cats doing this "Im gonna fuck you up stand off" inside the house.
I have mentioned how big and how mean Velvet is and the only one he even listens to is me....and this time he wasn't hearing anything I had to say. So, i did what any sane person would do. I screamed.
Mark and my sister were in the den playing X-Box and came running up the stairs. There I stood with a broom in my hand and two possessed cats. I told Mark to "do something...get Velvet." In more words or less he told me there was no fucking way he was going to pick that cat up.
Finally after about 10 minutes of us all standing there debating watching the two cats go back to their stand off, my sister said "I know, get a bottle of water and squirt it at Velvet's face. From where he is standing and the direction of the water he will turn and run away from the cat." So, I filled a bottle up and then we all basically had to flip a coin to decide who was going to attempt to get into the directions of the cats and squirt and the water. I lost. I did it. I watered him and he ran. The the female ran out the backdoor. Velvet was in a pissy mood all day.
I guess the idea I had about attempting to bring this stray cat into the house for the winter is a no go. Instead, this winter I will have to make her home in Marks tool shed. It can be heated and she will be safe from winters bite. I have decided to name her Sara (of course from the Stevie Nicks song).