Gone with the wind

My parents left today, rather early in the morning, and managed to get a ferry earlier than planned. Dad just called, they're home already. Quick as usual. I'm glad they're home safe, even though a part of me wishes they'd stayed. But this is what I chose.

And while they'll get our kitty back, I am going to make friends with the white cat which lies on my veranda every evening at 11, and I'll be sitting on a cat next week, too. I need my cat-fix! ;)