From the middle of the desert

My people went nutso and decided to move all of us to Los Alamos, New Mexico. It took Henny and me a while to get used to it but I think we've settled in alright considering that our new home is much smaller than the one we left.
We traveled by car for three long days and slept in uncomfortable motels along the way. Henny meowed the whole way and she still hasn't fully recovered her vocal range.
It's different here, quieter somehow even though W plays music most of the day.
W paints every day and M goes away everyday for a long time.

This is me standing by my person's painting. I love to sit on top of the ladder and watch him paint.

Henny is back!