I am back from my trip to Detroit. Gary had to bathe, shave, and stop eating Spam upon my return. He saved me a chunk of his Spam meatloaf, Yah, right, like I am going to eat Spam.
My trip was fairly uneventful, which is a good thing when flying. I had direct flights both ways on regional jets.
I was afraid upon my return that the kitty wouldn’t remember me. But after a few cat treats, I was back in her good graces.