Starting year 3 of being a geographical gypsy. From San Francisco to Amsterdam and back. Where next? Only the wind knows.....
Monday, August 31, 2009
Socks in a box
My dad's cat Socks has been pretty lonely lately since my dad went into an Assisted Living facility a few weeks ago. She's been by herself since then except for a few short visits from my brother each week. She was my shadow during my visit and always wanted to be involved in what I was working on. If she wasn't laying on top of the paper piles I was sorting, she was laying inside the box I was using to store things.
If Brett didn't have allergies, I would have taken her back to California with me. Hopefully my dad will move into a seniors community in a few weeks so he can take her with him - but for now, she's holding down the fort solo.