I have to mention before I go any further that I do believe that my cat missed me most of all during my journey. Once a harshly independent cat, she never cuddled or followed. I find now that she is attached at the ankle, sleeping no longer on my feet, but square on my chest. She accompanies me all over the house, the kitchen, the backyard, my bedroom, and yes the bathroom. She is a captive audience as I pee, brush my teeth and shower! All fears of a bath, instilled during her kitten years by Chip, have been washed away by my absence.

Nakuru (aka kitty, as she prefers) my rotund cat, is part of this journey you see, as she was named after the national park I interned at in Kenya and where I saw many of the great cat, the Leopard. I have a great fondness for those emerald eyed cats, and Nakuru’s, rump is riddled with a leopard pattern. She joins me now as she currently sits across my forearms, pinning my fingers to the keyboard and forcing me to keep on with my stories.

These are them, as accurate as I want them to be, full of wit and verve no less representative of my quick, light, sarcastic, personality.. I hope that you enjoy them, as I try to capture these moments for future rememberances!