My Little Black Shadow

One of the most endearing things about Salem is that he likes to be with me all the time. ALL the time. Whatever room I’m in, so is he. If I move to another room, he follows.

And I do mean every room. This is where he sits when I… well, you know. When I sit.

This Texas cat is my favorite souvenir I’m bringing home to Tennessee. (I’ve told him what to expect, though I don’t think he realizes just how many trees he’ll be able to climb.) The first challenge, however, is the two-day car ride plus three nights in three different hotels. (He’s not a fan of car rides. Remember?) I hope he can just go with the flow this week. Living out of suitcases, in between addresses, everything is packed – it’s not ideal, but it’s temporary. Hang in there, Salem. And, please, please don’t poop in the car on the way there.

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