Last night.

Packing: Done.
Gardening: Done.
Cleaning: Done.
Removals: T-minus 12 hours.

Tonight is the last night for little dude and I in what has turned out to be a very negative place, both literally and emotionally.
After being a good boy and helping me pack his room and the lounge, qd constant rushing around, little dude is absolutely had it. He snuggled up with me just before his bedtime, decided my butt/hip was the perfect pillow, and was dead to the world in moments.

Not sure I'm far off, either.