I was going through old photos and I came across photos from the day I moved back to Michigan after grad school. I miss this apartment. It was open, airy, had great light and high ceilings.
Peanut looked just like a little peanut in an open room. This shows how little he actually is. I think part of him misses the long hallway we had. He would run from the kitchen to the front of the house in one straight shot, maybe with a pit stop in his litter which was about halfway. HA
But now he has his stairs. so, life can't be all bad.
