Pets That I Met ("Boston" trip, part 1/?)

First note: I'm calling this the Boston trip because...that's what I call visiting the area. The only time I actually spent in the city of Boston was at the airport, or going to/from the airport. I spent all the time in various suburbs and into western Mass, but yeah, Boston it is.

Second note: This trip recap is in no particular order. I just wanted to be clear that there is no plan!

Note for part 1 specifically: The pets in question were mostly cats, just one dog. I think of cats and dogs the way I think of speaking French and Spanish. I studied French, and while I'm not a fluent speaker at all*, it is familiar to me in a way that Spanish, for all its similarities, is not. I "speak" French, not Spanish. Similarly, I "speak" cat, not dog. I know that my friends who are dog lovers feel about them the way I do about cats, but it isn't that way for me.

*One of my great language achievements was telling a Paris cab driver where I wanted to go and having him understand me. I also apologized for not having closer to correct change, and he understood me. This happened when I was a college student, so it's a long time ago, but I still flush with pride to think of it.

On to the pets! First house, two cats, one fluffy (ragdoll) and the other not so much.

Floof:

There were birthday balloons in the house (not for the cat's birthday), and she liked to walk with them.

Second, not-so-floof:

After stretching out in the sun, she did an army-crawl move forward.

Floof loaf.

Tabby stripes.

Classic box.

Second house, dog. The only photo I got was of her making friends. We got cozy.

Third house, two cats, both floofy. The counter inspector:

And the floor friend.

And that was it! I was definitely feeling cat-deprived by the time I got home. Newman gifted me with zoomies shortly after greeting me when I walked in.

Then he gave me these poses.

AKA "go ahead, caller, I'm listening."

Such a good boy.