So I am "home". Some stuff has changed. Mostly for the better. Things have moved. I keep running to the window to bark but the couch has been relocated. I decided to redirect my energies to finding all my toys and seeing if they still squeak.
In my absence there has been some disruption but all and all it is good. My sister does not get out of bed too much but when I tried to get in bed with her she let me. Tucker has been thrilled. I no longer seem to have a hankering for apples so he has been getting my leftovers. I am still good at making him chase me. I have "fluffed" out and some thought I was chunky but I can still get through the cat door. I choose to go through it even when the door is open.
Things were good yesterday cause the family was able to throw a party for Yim. He is from Thailand and had never had a party. He did almost burn the house down when someone put 27 candles that relight. It was sort of fun to watch him try to blow them out.
The neighborhood seems to have missed us but everyone is glad we are back. Even though we might be the noise family. There are lots of things that must know we are here. Squirrels, birds, dogs, cats, garbage cans, noisy mowers, cars, bikes, kids on skateboards.
I can see in the near future Mom and Sis are going to be able to protect us from the interlopers. They seem to be more relaxed and are putting more and more things away. I hate when things are put away. I love to chew anything in my path. I hear rumour that there will be some laundry folded and stuff like that. I know better. Mom never folds. Sis is not really up to it but will be soon.
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