Welcome Home Dad

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

This is Punky, sitting in the window. I saw him as I came home today.

I have a lovely commute home. I take the cable car up to the botanic gardens and then walk through them on my way home. There is an incredibly steep snicket I take to cut down to Aurora Terrace.

I've taken it UP just once, to go from Aurora to the botanics. That was a mistake. I looked like a goldfish that's been tipped onto the floor by the time I got to the top. But down is fine. Down, we like.

And then there is Punky. Waiting patiently for his Catty Tea. It's nice to come home to a kitty. Even if he is more interested in my tuna than my conversation.

S.