I am in a bus, surrounded by my worldly possessions, headed back to see my Olive and to thank my excellent cat sitters Quinn, Mike Shea, and Christina for their fortitude over these past two weeks. I have been gone for a long, long time it seems, and it’s tempting just to stay drifting, to pinball from location to location seeing loved ones here, seeing loved ones there. Luckily, there is a cat at home in our one room (which will be half empty) compelling my return…and reminding me that it’s time to find a job and be responsible, etc.
Anyway, here are the cats that have decorated this visit.
While I was away, my team of dedicated cat-sitters watched my three-legged friend. They checked in along the way.
As I opened the last picture, JQ pointed out that a screenshot would show the audience the way in which my desktop background, Jake, interacted with the-cat-who-is-not-his-daughter. So here you are.
I am home now. I am sweating. Olive and I are trying to position ourselves so no part of our body touches any other part of our body. She is at my feet. The windows are open. The grocery list is bursting. There is much to do.