What the noses knew

One thousand.

Three hundred.

Fifty.

Miles. Ugh.

The Boy and I took a five day road trip to Yellowstone National Park this week. It is a very long drive from Cheyenne and we just got back a couple hours ago. Kitten Thunder is so happy we are back.

Obi met us at the door and immediately demanded a belly rub. Then he and Oli demanded food. Then Obi was ready for a belly rub.

When it was my turn for the belly rubbing, Obi grasped my hand to him in a desperate way. He kicked with his feet and gnawed on my knuckle. It was adorable.

Less adorable? The presents that Oliver left around the house. It is a good thing he has so many good qualities.

Since arriving home, Obi has almost gotten caught up on the belly rubbing. Oli and I have snuggled.

All is well with the world…

For 36 hours before I leave again for a work trip. Send your positive thoughts to The Boy, for he will be staying behind. 

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6 responses to “What the noses knew

  1. oh, poor Boy. At least he’ll be available for “present disposal.”

  2. When Marceau is angry — which is often, he’s a diva! — he shits in the shower. My shower has never been cleaner because I have to scrub it every other day!

  3. I haven’t been to Yellowstone since I was little, and I’ve always wanted to go back.

    “Obi grasped my hand to him in a desperate way. He kicked with his feet and gnawed on my knuckle.” Esme does that, too. Sometimes it’s cute. Sometimes it hurts.

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