Dear John,

I found this tonight and thought you'd like it. Jethro can't fit on our cat tree, and that's a good thing. I miss the critters tonight; I'll probably be a basket case by the time I get home. Hunter and Abby figured out what was going on when I brought the suitcase upstairs, just like our dogs always did. Hunter followed me step for step then settled into the suitcase. Maggie seemed a bit confused; I haven't left home since Jethro found her. I told Hunter to assure her that I'd be back.
I miss them more than I expected to. I'm accustomed to sharing my bed with four furbabies; it feels strange to go to bed alone. But I'm tired after the drive and won't be awake for very long. Stop in and check on them for me if you can.
Adore you,
Joan.
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