A new place.

I've known something was going on for awhile now. First, all our stuff moved into the garage at the parents' house. I had some good hiding places. Then they started moving stuff around and some of it disappeared. Then my person left. But last night the parents brought me here, to this new place where all our stuff is and my person was so happy to see me.

It's going to take some getting used to. There are new cabinets to explore and I don't think I'm going to get to go outside as much. But my person's here and that's what really matters.