I'm back!

I returned from Canada to discover that a certain significant other, charged merely with "keeping the cat alive," had gone above and beyond the call of duty. My apartment looks like a catalog for cat toys. I've been told petting was involved.

See why I love him?

Vancouver was lovely, if wet. We went during an odd, rainy time when the ski season is winding down (not that my two companions ski) and the beach - yes, those lucky bastards have both a ski mountain AND a beach) is not yet open. But there was still plenty to see and do. More on that later, eh?


hellogerard said...

I've been told petting was involved.

Petting? Did someone call the police? Oh, you mean the cat...

Trevor Record said...

As a Vancouverite I feel it is my duty to inform you that there was nothing odd about coming here when it was rainy. Vancouver is, I hate to say, almost always rainy.

AE said...

Welcome back! I'm glad you've quit being in Canada. Although it sounds like a lovely time.

My gentleman-caller has never gone to so much trouble for my cats! I am v. impressed with Mr. Wufflekins.