Cats For Company

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

Another day without Caro, and my last visit to see Lulu. This time she didn't run away! 

She PEERED at me from the couch. See extra. When I opened her food she came to see me!

Well, she came to see the food. I had to edge the bowl toward her so she could eat, well out of arm's reach. 

It's a nice way to start the day really. It was a lovely day and I'm still obsessing over the "Hamilton" soundtrack so I bopped back home in a most undignified manner while the rebels took Yorktown.

When I got home, the lads were very excited because I could let them out. As you can see, Punky loves sitting in his garden.

It is strange being here without Caro. I know I've done this loads of times before, but it has been a while and we've been together ALL THE TIME for like, four months now. 

I'm not lonely or anything like that. I've got work to do, podcasts to write, cats to cuddle. But I do keep getting that sensation that I've forgotten to do something... and then I realise that something is "make a cup of coffee for Caro". 

S.