“We miss you!” My mother said on the phone, four weeks into my trip to South America.
“Me too!” I replied, out of habit. It was a lie. Why would I linger my thoughts on my family and friends when I’ve paid so much money and flown as much miles as possible to get away from them?
When I am traveling, home is generally the last thing on my mind.
There is one exception to this rule though. My cats. I do always miss them terribly when I am away from home. I miss their calls for food in the morning, I miss their greetings at the door. I miss having them on my lap at night when I read my bed time book and I miss having them around to cuddle and to hold.
My husband nods and smiles when I suggest we send a postcard to the cats; laughs when I start comparing the cat foods in foreign supermarkets; and pretends that he doesn’t know me when I start cooing at street cats.
If there was any way to be able to bring pets on our journeys I’d be the first to try it out. Being inquisitive, I imagine that they’d have so much fun exploring the different corners of the world, poking our noses into narrow alleyways and bags of exotic spices; sniffing out all the local secrets and lounging lazily together under the foreign sun.
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The husband comforts me. The cats are probably enjoying a nice warm nap in the garden at the cattery, huddling up with their new found friends and feasting on the un-rationed supply of food that is part of the holiday service.
It’s most likely true that they don’t miss me at all, but I shall continue to dream of the day when my kitties can cuddle up with me in the nice hotel bed.
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