Liz and I went to visit our parents in the Philly suburbs for Easter, which also gave us a chance to check in with Buffy, who move in with my folks since January.
What was initially intended as a cat-sitting visit turned into long-term residence because she seemed so much happier there. I think at her age (we think around 14) and temperament, the quieter surroundings suit her. She also never got along with Max, who is nine years younger and can be kind of a bully.
As you can see, Buffy’s favorite activities include lounging on sofas, lounging on the rocking chair, and lounging in sunbeams. It’s nice to see she’s doing well.
Also great, of course, to see my family and a couple of friends. My aunt was in town as well, and she and Liz and I had the ride back to NYC on New Jersey Transit to catch up. Pretty good way to salvage a weekend that began with an epic stomach virus on Thursday night. Happy Easter, everybody.