you are home
Rufus seems to have become more relaxed. I'm hopeful that this is a sign that this place is starting to actually feel like home.
He's still playful, but a little less rambunctious: as if the notion that there are no more cages or long, strange journeys or temporary families in his future might finally be sinking in.
His bony frame curled up on the carpet seemed to speak to this. Maybe it's just me.





