(I'm a little excited.)
I'm about two-thirds packed. Various tote bags in varying stages of fullness are all over my house and my closet looks REALLY empty.
And of course, as soon as I got my suitcase out, KC settled in his usual spot. He does this everytime I start packing for a trip.
Like he thinks he's gonna go somewhere. (Well, he is actually - but just to his vet to be boarded. It's better that way. He hates riding in a car and they probably give him wet food.)
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