Abby goes home tomorrow after her winter stay with me. I’ll miss her greeting me at the top of the stairs when I came home from work. I’m sure she will be happy to be living back in a house and not an apartment. She will love her screened in porch again. She is welcome back next winter if she is still around. I was shocked when my stepdad told me she was fifteen. She does not act fifteen. She runs around like a young cat, jumps in and out of boxes I have left out for her and has no problem getting around. She has been good company. However, I will now not feel guilty doing overnight pet sitting jobs. I felt bad leaving her home when I went to do the overnights but it is how I make my living besides walking dogs and checking on cats, chickens, goats and horses.
Maybe I will purchase a goldfish. Or expand my houseplant collection.