OT: Just an Update

Buffy is doing fine and seems to be adapting to my going to work. I'm
adapting to it, too. My boss is a very nice guy. His wife pops into
the office from time to time. She also works, not for the same company,
but she has a spot in the office where she can plug in her laptop and
get on a Zoom call or whatever.

They moved down here from Connecticut last September. Are in the
process of renovating the house they bought. They just got their two
college-age kids off on their own. Empty nesters in a new town in South
Carolina during a pandemic. They're very nice people. It's a very
pleasant place to work. That's extremely important.

Buffy hears me when I come home from work. She hears when the garage
door goes up. Gets ready to greet me by stretching, meowing "hello"
then falling over so I can give her scritches along her back while she
continues to stretch. Then, of course, she wants and gets more
crunchies/dry kibble. A bit of play time, then it's time for me to
decompress and also have a bite to eat.

Jill