They'll always have Richmond.

Well, the big move from Richmond was on Saturday and, as expected, Comma didn't take too well to big people stomping around in their size 12s and moving everything out the door. So he went next door to spend the day hanging out with Drake, Adam and Mel.

Judging by this photo that Adam took with his phone, it was a day spent well, a day greatly enjoyed, which only made us feel all the worse for splitting the two friends up.


This is such a good image with which to capture their last time together. Both cats have this wonderful quirk of liking to stretch out one paw further than the other, and it often seems like a comforting hand. Many's the time that Kate or I have collapsed on the couch after a hard day, and Comma will come over, sit down, and gently stretch out one paw to rest it on a leg, or arm, or whatever. It's like he's saying, "Hey, it's ok. I understand. Tell me about it. I've been there. Tomorrow's another day. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Etc, etc." All in one outstretched paw!

So nice to see it happening again at such an appropriate time. They were there for each other to the very last.

I think they're going to be ok. :-)