My lap is cold.
The two young cats went to live with their other owner up in Washington today for an as yet undetermined amount of time.
Completing tasks will be easier but I’m sure going to miss them. No adorable creature warming my lap every time I sit down. No fuzz ball laying on my back looking over my shoulder while I do laundry or the dishes. No kitty stretching up to ask to be carried upstairs at bedtime.
Meh.