I picked up Dixie from Greenpoint (Brooklyn) tonight and she was going nuts. Crazy crazy. I made her walk the whole way to the subway (a fairly long walk), juuuuust in case she had any energy left to work outta her little system. She’s been away from home for about a week and a half while I’ve been in Florida and DC (thank you sis!). She had a spat with the cat (don’t go thinking little missy is innocent – she’s the initiator!) that led to a trip to the vet. She’s been eating probably a ton of cat food. Tonight she’s so happy to be home and she’s about to get really excited because I’m turning in – calling it a night – and someone’s gonna get to sleep up in the bed. She enjoyed her own journey but, like me, is always happy to be back home.