My NYC trip has been completed (see gourmet culinary exploits above). All my presents are wrapped. It's really Christmas. There's the same bittersweet feeling of being in one place and feeling as if part of me is elsewhere; I should be used to it, but with possible upcoming decisions about my big future, it feels even more poignant than usual. And our catless house feels rather empty; I think that we all keep expecting Dinkie to be in one of his old hangouts, and he's not.
Hopefully more snow and festivities are coming up; along with visits to shelters and new animal friends. The first step is stuffing my face with Christmas Eve dinner. Hurrah!
While we may not know the identities of our future kittens, we do know the identity of our future vet. She's already preparing the ensemble that will help make her seem friendly to her patients. (No comment about the cash; it has more to do with vegan-food-related tips than with animals.)
P.S. The location pictured below is a the view from my friend's house in a town called San Lorenzo in Collina. It's about 20 minutes outside Bologna in the hills. Her house is a bit chilly, but the view makes up for it (note: that's the exact view from her bedroom window).
2 comments:
Alfie and Moochie are eagerly awaiting the arrival of their new kitty cousin(s)....Meowy Christmas from both of them (and me!)
Jean looks beautiful, no matter what she's done to her hair!
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