Goodbye Kupres

Today will be a short post because I’m so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open. We said goodbye to Kupres today, a few days sooner then planned due to incoming weather and the need to clean up our cabin for guests. It was a bittersweet goodbye, as Mate and Marko and the girls were so good to us and we had such a wonderful time at the ranch and exploring BiH. They kept me safe and sane while Travis was gone, and for that I am so grateful.

Now I’m laying in my bed in the caravan, where I haven’t slept in five weeks. I missed it, more then I realised. I’ve got Nefsi at my feet, Wasi on my left side, Raj at my head. Syn is with Travis in the car, and Moomkin and Nibble are outside guarding the caravan (which they much prefer to being in either the car or the caravan). Lager is smooshed between me and Wasi and Moscato is laying on my stomach (which he has scratched to death with his happy kneading). The kittens are teasing Kova, who is having her first caravan experience and isn’t sure what to make of the fact that the cats are clearly in charge here. Mead is watching from his favourite spot, content to observe as usual.

I feel like I’ve come home. I know people think it’s crazy to have so many animals, but for me, each and every one of them is unique and important. When I’m not around them, I feel incomplete, like parts of me are missing. That’s how I’ve felt without the cats the last five weeks… it’s no wonder I haven’t been sleeping well despite the clean and comfy real bed. I’m probably a weirdo for preferring this hairy, dusty, cramped caravan to the beautiful cabin we’ve been staying in, but I do. It’s mine, it’s my home, these animals make it my home, and I’m happy to be back where I belong.

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