I’m moving… I have moved.
Bagha is exploring the new flat, which is full of boxes, and spends quite a lot of time on the balcony observing neighbouring cats. He grunts, sniffs, swallows and his fur stands slightly on end.
No computer, no music, no cupboards, no table, no shelves. Way to go before it looks like “home”.
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