You're the One For Me, Catty

I'm never going through that again

For the last month, I have been living in a place called "California." My human stuffed me into that new duffel bag looking carrier and took me on an airplane. I didn't enjoy that. It was noisy and cold, and I just wanted to go home. When we arrived in California, my human handed me off to her sibling and went back to Texas. Now, my human is back and she seems to be staying, as she's brought all of these things I remember from our place in Texas. I like the new place in California. It's bright and there are lots of windows where I can sit and watch birds. Mostly, I like to sleep in the new soft bed that my human's sibling bought for me. I also like to attack little objects on the floor and to be fed promptly.

I guess life isn't that different here.