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We've been in the house, with kitty, for about a week and a half now. Aside from some electrical problems, about which we're likely going to have to contact the power company and have them re-lay the electrical wire up to the house, I'm loving it. The drive isn't bad. I'm listening to books on, well, not tape any longer - electron? - and it's such a pretty view that I don't mind it at all.
I'm loving having a cat again. It's a lot of work, but so worth it. Marty's adjusted to us so very quickly. I'm astonished at how quickly, really. He's friendly, playful, loving, everything I was hoping for in a cat. We really made the right decision. He had his first vet appointment yesterday. He's a healthy 13 pounder! I think he was afraid he was being returned to the shelter (that'd happened to him once before) as on the ride out to the vet he was Not. Happy. There was much meowing and scratching at the carrier. On the way back he was pretty quiet. He may have just worn himself out, but I wonder if some of that wasn't, "oh, it was just a doc visit".
Hope everyone's well!
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