Thank you all for your kind words about Pointdexter. There is a definite emptiness, that feeling that something is missing. I know what it is: my excuse for sitting on the couch reading or knitting for hours on end with Pointdexter cuddled on my lap or warming my neck with his sprawled body on the couch back. The other cats aren't nearly as inclined to give me that excuse, unasked. Here is Thomas in his preferred snoozing spot. Yeah, not enough room on my lap for him to stretch out like this.
And now for my little secret, that I have been avoiding blogging about, for fear of jinxing it. I'm going on vacation. Without kids, or husband. Question: does it still count as a vacation if you're travelling with your mother? She is footing the bill. See that? Have passport, shall travel.
I'm going home. To Poland. For a month. Leaving in three weeks. I haven't been back in over 14 years. Last time I needed a Visa to even get into Poland since it was still under communist rule. I'm starting to get a little excited.