Three cats in two days

On Wednesday I left Perth. I left home. I left some of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure to meet. People who have made me feel special, and loved, and cherished; and for that I can never thank them enough. And, I also left my little girl. My darling little muffin-head with the fluffy pants who is the most gorgeous little creature I have ever met and who, after stealing my heart, is keeping it nestled safe and warm in her little front paws.

On Wednesday evening I arrived in Adelaide. I arrived at my Yak’s home. I enjoyed the company of some of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure to meet. People who have made me feel special, and loved, and cherished; and for that I can never thank them enough. And, I also got to snuggle their little girl. Their darling little fluff-chop with the ninja style outfit who is the tiniest little kitty I have ever met and who, if it wasn’t stolen already, would most certainly have stolen my heart and tucked it away in her back pocket.

On Thursday I left Adelaide. I arrived at my parent’s house in country South Australia for the first time in over two years. I enjoyed my Dad’s home-made toblerone flavoured liquor and my Mum’s amazing banana sponge roll.  My parents greeted me with warm hugs and soft hands, and made me feel special, and loved, and cherished; and for that I can never thank them enough. And, I was also floored by the size of their absolutely enormous nine year old cat! Cfa is three times the size of Annie, and probably four times the size of Fing, yet my mother maintains he is just a well-muscled cat… Yes Mum.

(And yes, I may have forgotten to take a photo of the mega cat that is Cfa...)