Return of the Native

Here I am, back where I was once before. Last night while driving home from Target, I looked around and, for the very first time in many, many years, felt like I actually belonged to my surroundings. It was a rather jubilant moment. Kitties did fantastic on the 1,200-mile trip; I am so proud of them. They're adjusting well, as far as I can tell.

In other news, my cousin's cat is very, very sick, so please think a sweet kitty thought or say a prayer for Bandit.
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I learned recently that you relinquish all ownership of your photos when you send them to a certain very funny Web site, and I'm just too territorial to do that. So, in the spirit of that wonderful site, here follows:
Things Atop Mes Chats