We left Texas a week ago today, and it doesn’t feel like it at all. In other words, time flies. In yet more words, holy crap, we’ve already been gone a week?! Much progress has been made, though. We’re not quite finished unpacking, but we’ve got all of our books situated, which means that we’re home. Home is where the books are arranged on shelves, I always say.
On the kitty front, Ronnie James and Nounours are thrilled to be here. We have a little bedroom hallway in this apartment, an interior configuration they’ve never seen before. We put their favorite rug and one of their scratch pads there, and they adore it.
“It’s not a hallway,” Callaghan remarked wisely. “It’s a hangway. Where they hang out in the way.”
Living with Callaghan is a treat for a lover of language. Hangway. I never would have thought to invent such a word!
Here are the kitties chilling in the dining area, another favorite spot of theirs:
Happy Friday, All! Excuse me while I dive into the remaining boxes!