We returned late yesterday afternoon from our trip to Nova Scotia. While we had a wonderful time, we both were eager to get home to our cats.

Our cats were happy too, especially Frankie who wanted nothing but attention most of the evening.

Our next-door neighbor, Mom of the other Frankie, was nice enough to take care of our boys while we were away. We thought they might have gotten used to a later breakfast and wouldn’t bother us early in the morning, but we were wrong. Frankie woke me up at around 3:15 but I did not give in to him and went back to sleep. By 5:30 he couldn’t hold back any longer and insisted I get up and feed him. Oh well. It’s still good to be home.