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Back home. We boarded Peanut for two days while we traveled. It was a nice place, where she had a warm space to sleep and climb, and access to an outside patio. The whole experience was of course traumatizing for her, I am sure, but I don’t know who felt more separation anxiety, her or me. We won’t do this again soon. She gave me the stink eye on returning home, before crawling under our couch (she never goes there) for a two hour nap. She’s out now, and exploring. All is good.