I know I said no more cat pictures for a while, but I couldn't resist posting this one. We are in the final stretch of packing and we move tomorrow. The cats are taking it in stride, really. I think it may have dawned on Finchley last night that something weird is going on around here. This morning I sent him out to play for the final day with his girlfriend and it made me sad. We've really enjoyed living in this neighborhood and all the nice people we've met along the way. At least we're not moving that far away!
Anyway, last night Jim dismantled our bed frame because it won't fit through the door in one piece. Almost as soon as he put the mattress up against the wardrobe, Finchley assumed King of the Mountain status. I am forever grateful to our cats (at home and in England) for providing constant entertainment.
