Our driver made it from Brooklyn to Bedford in record land-speed time, no traffic anywhere. But it was while in the car service that I started getting “by the way mom” texts.
1. By the way, I have your car.
25. By the way, the cat is there. Please check his water and food. I’ll pick him up tonight.
Cat very very unhappy to be here.
We’ve been home well over an hour. The kitty cat hasn’t stopped meowing. Poor thing. He wasn’t happy last time here either. He knows we’re Dawg people.
Good to be in the door though. Haven’t unpacked one thing. Still in denial I guess.