I went home today. Big Daddy drove Maddie and I in the car. I was particularly impressive with my complaints about this trip. I howled loudly, nonstop, the entire way. I was quite interested each time we went through a tunnel. I was always surprised when it got dark and then surprised again when the light returned. I did stop my yowling and squawking when we got close to the apartment where Maddie and I live. I sniffed the air. I knew where I was. I knew I was home.
Once Big Daddy left, I spent the day curled up in my secret, Seattle, walk in closet blanket fort, nestled among all of Maddie's clothes. I had a good, long, peaceful rest.
I am now lounging in front of the heat vent in my pink scratcher box. As soon as Maddie feeds me my dinner, I will be perfectly content, glad to be home.