Stephanie in the pantry

Stephanie in the pantry

a mouse-eye view

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I’m back and my trip was wonderful. A relaxing weekend hanging out with one of my closest friends. And yet…as I sat around her apartment, I kept waiting for a cat or a rabbit or some other furry thing to come around the corner. I worried about exposed electrical cords, leftover food, and small chokeable items left on the floor, until I realized that there was no one there to chew (or choke) on them. It wasn’t so much that I missed my own furkids, but that I had a hard time feeling at home without an animal around. A strange feeling, for sure.

One thought on “Stephanie in the pantry

  1. I think you’re missing your furkids so much that you’re transferring those feelings to something else. :-( Giant Hugs to you, and Arianwen sends warm nose-to-nose kitty kisses.

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