|LAST NIGHT (MOOSE IN FRONT WITH HIS EYES CLOSED).|
By last night, Dudo (we find his original Spanish name flows more easily off the tongue than the American ‘Dude’) and Moose were clearly feeling at home. They now follow us around the house, snuggle with us, give us kisses, purr, play.
I “couldn’t” get out of bed this morning, because Dudo and Moose were both snuggled against me contentedly. They clearly know they’re loved and safe.
I promise that this will not now become “that blog about the cats,” but I just wanted to show you today how well things are going. San Geraldo finally got them settled on the bed again, so he can do some computer work (they were insistent on being petted by him and shadowed his every move for about 10 minutes when we came home from breakfast).
|EARLIER TODAY. MY LEGS (AT RIGHT) ENCASED IN THE SHEET.|
|SO THIS IS LOVE.|
|DUDO. (NOW IF I CAN ONLY GET SAN GERALDO TO STOP SAYING DOO-DAH!)|
Yes, what a difference a day made…