There are some days when I am just very, very happy to get home after a long day's traveling (two flights, via Houston), and find that there are fresh flowers upstairs and down; swordfish, salad, and a great bottle of wine for dinner, and a welcoming girlfriend and cats. Well, two of the cats ... Bitzi remains a paranoid, feral embodiment of a blur of ginger fluffy perpetual motion. Happy to be home, even if I'm about as much in focus as are the campanula.
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