There's no place like home

I've been to a cat hotel. Again. A different one this time. Husse and Matte (and I) prefer the usual one, but they had to turn us down and Matte found someplace else for me to stay. They went to a party. Again. Usually parties do not require them to take me to a cat hotel, but this party was a 6-hour drive away. My hotel this time was perfectly allright, but still: there's no place like home! I checked out the house and made sure everything was in order when I got back home Sunday night. I made Matte take me for a walk, so I could make sure everthing was doing fine in the garden too. At night, I decided not to let Husse and Matte out of my sight, so for the first time ever, I decided to spend the night in their bed. They were so flattered and pleased, you wouldn't believe!

There's no place like home! Husse's lap after they've had supper is a must