Walter Gomez meets an old friend!

Walter is back in Los Angeles!! - or, to be more exact, in South Pasadena, where he's spending three months on sabbatical at the Huntington.  Or his person is, at any rate - he's been brought along for the ride.  It was so wonderful to see him again, and to hear his purr, and his absurdly soprano mew.  I think he recognized us - at least, he rolled over on the floor, and rubbed against our feet ... He'd had to get up at an extraordinarily early hour, and of course I'd been worried from afar about the effects of Polar Vortex Chill in Minneapolis - but he was rushed from house to warmed-up car in a blanket-covered carrier, and so speedy was the flight/Lyft from LAX that he was already installed by the time I rolled up with litter tray and scratch post and catnip and kitty grass and everything else that I thought might take his fancy - ready for Alice to come and greet him, too, on her way back from PT.  Such an extraordinary cat - I so wish that he hadn't savaged Moth and Lucy so terribly.  On the other hand, he's made someone else very happy indeed ...