Petless Wonder No More

Yes, after 3 years of whining about not having a pet of my own, I finaly did it. With a little push from Nikki (she knows I cannot go to the Humane Society without bringing something home), I brought a cat home yesterday. His name's Tucker - it's the name he came with. I am an idiot when it comes to naming animals, and so since I didn't detest the name he was given, Tucker he will stay. Nikki and Brian call him a cross between a bobcat and a Lynx - I'll get a picture up here sometime.

So, we're still adjusting to each other, but I'm pleased to report that there have been no kitty accidents around the apt yet (one of my biggest fears is finding a surprise hidden behind a chair). I must say he's quite the cuddler and even slept on my bed the whole night last night. He's been following me around the apt, granted it's not a huge apt, but I can't leave the room without him trailing behind me. It's sweet in an annoying sort of way.

So that's that. Time to get some of the final things out of the PA Luxury Suite I shared with Suz for 2 years. I've been avoiding getting those last few items out because it makes me too sad to see the room so empty and I have to face the fact that Suz won't be there anymore. Does anyone else hear violins playing?