What A Difference A Year Makes

Wow.

 A year ago this was the dining room.

Nothing on the walls, nothing in the fridge, everything in boxes.

The new house was empty (almost) and waiting.

yup, it was empty all right. But not for long.

Holy Bast, am I glad THAT'S done.

Millie in the Drawer

I'm still checking out every cabinet, closet and drawer. I was actually able to get into this one. Mom had to hurry to grab the flashy box to take this picture.

Heh.

Still Warm

It was warm all day yesterday, and Mom left a couple of windows open for me so I could sniff the outdoors.  When she got home from her day hunting gig, I got to sit out on the porch again.

We live on a very, very, very quiet street. There are no motorcycles, no fast cars, no sirens, no streetlights, no people walking by talking or arguing. It is different outside, but I like it. There are lots of birds and skwirrls and chipmunks and other critters. We do see some folks walking their woofies every day. (Beau lives next door and Hector lives across the street.) The sky is dark out, and you can see lots more stars in the sky than at the old place.