Home

We got back from our visit to Salt Lake, our old home. The place was far less strange, even with the changes, than we expected. But the point, and the need, was to see our friends. And they came through, as they have so often before, to fortify us for the coming change, and the unsweetened end of this phase of our life. Talking with such kind, amazing, smart funny people, who we love so dearly, soothed our loneliness, and gave us hope. Never has such a dry, cold place (Temps in single (F) digits) been so warm and welcoming.

If it hadn't been for Moby waiting for us, I would have wanted to stay another week. But we watched him, mostly sleeping, on the Mobycam, and worried.

Now, for the unpaid commercial message. Boston Felines, our beloved cat sitters. They came in our apartment, to feed and reassure Moby. And when we got home, there was a little decorative chinese food box with small, but really good cat toys. A note that said.

"Moby was a treat to care for. Thank you for the opportunity. We hope to have the privilege again soon."

And progress notes any nurse would be proud of (with the addition of being spelled properly) with little check boxes for Fed, Fresh water, Appetite, Litter scooped, litter changed, pooped, peed, medication given, treats, brushed, play/petting, hiding newspapers, mail, plants watered, security check, and for us Filled humidifier. Also, a printed note, urging us to call at any time, when we got in, and leave a message to say we are home. Partly, of course, so they don't come back if we got home early, but also, if they are needed for another day, they could schedule another visit. Thorough and professional and kind.

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Thursday afternoon

Fed X, Fresh water X,
Filled humidifier X
Play/petting X
Appetite - very good.

Moby met me at the door. He was anxious to eat and then retired to the bed. There he enjoyed some pets. He's doing well today.

Friday Morning
Appetite - Very good, wet food gone.
Moby is most interested in his food and bathing on his throne (the stool with blankets where he often sits -z.) this time. He has no interest in playing or teeth brushing. He'd going alright. All's well.

Friday Evening.
Appetite - Moby enjoyed his dinner and then went under his throne to clean himself. He's not being social tonight. : (

Saturday Morning
Appetite - Good appetite.

Moby was happy to get a few pets, then his breakfast. After eating his can, he went under the chair. I tried to play with him, but he was really not in a playful mood. He is a sweet boy!


Saturday Evening.
Appetite - Good.
Moby is not too interested in our visit. He rec'd fresh can and didn't go near it during our visit. He just hung out as we tried to tempt him with toys etc. All is well.

Sunday Morning.

Appetite - Good.
Moby is in a great mood this morning. He's not into play or food, just pets. He's doing well and I'm sure he looks forward to seeing his mom & dad.
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I'll give them the "mom & dad", although we don't think of ourselves as his parents. More like good friends, respectful roommates, despite the somewhat dependent role of his being an indoor cat. His feelings about our homecoming were a bit mixed, but he gradually settled to us again. Our coming home at midnight (a couple hours later than planned) may have added to our disorientation.

Home is not a place, but the people in it. Even if one of them is a cat people.

All is well. Or else we are working on it.