A miffed cat and a bunch of carbs

Unlocking the door to my apartment, Edie’s greeting was tinged with skepticism and intrigue. There was a month’s worth of scents on my luggage, so she started inspection there before checking me out to see if I was the same person I was before. (To answer that particular question, one really needs to specify a time span.)

Extra bonus: My neighbors Kathryn and Terry left a surprise on the counter with carb-filled goodies as a welcome home from “Keto Mountain.”

It was good to be home.