Whaz,
Very good to read your mail again. Clever as ever. We share your pain. Our cat Rudy (the rude one) of 17 years passed and we've been in a much deeper funk than I thought we'd be in. Those little critters are members of the fam and live in your heart forever. Period.
your old buddie, jefe
P.S. "they say" it takes six weeks before you have a modicum of comfort in new digs. You've had your time in the barrel and it was time for you to come out with a TR, rising from the ashes of the Phoenix.
We've been 'visiting' Durango since 1970, mostly because of the narrow gauge trains and jeeping. A LOT has changed over that time. Much more laid back in the day. I was close to death with blood poisoning in 1976, laid out at Mercy Medical Center for 6 days while my young family stayed at a motel on main street.
