On Friday I will be flying down to California to visit my parents - and go to DISNEYLAND! I grew up five minutes from there but I still love every visit to the Happiest Place On Earth.
I bought a new suitcase for the trip and the house cats have been breaking it in for me. This wouldn't be too big of a problem except at the other end of my journey, more than one cat awaits my arrival. My parent's cats, Spartacus, Mr. Smee, Hamish and Jack won't be happy about the smell of foreign visitors from the North all over my suitcase. Not that that will deter Salem and Poe from helping me pack. Because I am flying, I won't be taking any dogs. I don't know who will be more traumatized. Me? or Skid? You almost fit, Skid. It's tempting.