The last few days, I think it's really started to sink in that we packed up our lives and moved to Texas. From Winnipeg. Which is a huge change for us. All in all, I think I took it pretty well, especially with Angel and Cheebs passing away back-to-back of one another. Then moving a few days later... I have also really been missing my wonderful friends who have been great to me and who I am so lucky to have. I know that sounds so cliché, but it's true. They have seen me through good times and bad and have never failed to be supportive, encouraging and fantastic. I miss my brothers (yes, both) and my parents. I miss the familiarity of home (even though I was bored out of my skull with the city itself). All in all: I'm homesick.
I thought some fuzz-therapy was in order to help alleviate this feeling.
My cats are the best fuzz-therapy systems available. To me anyway.