My roommate & partner Rowan is finally home after too long, their truck is parked in the driveway, & they brought three boxes with most of their plates along, so we all had fun unpacking them & cooing over their excellent taste in pottery (& often their excellent skill, cos they made a LOT of it).
…only thing is I’m pretty sure Loiosh thought we were packing, not unpacking, cos he got REAL nervous. I had to pick him up & hold him some, & then he cuddled up on Rowan’s shoulder & would. Not. Move.
& then he went & laid down on their bed & made Dramatic Eyes.
It’s okay, baby boy. We’re staying. Ankle Rowan & Ankle Inoru gotta go to shows sometimes, just like you do with Momma, but we all live here now.
It’s okay.
