Rachell carries me into her room and places me gently in my familiar place. She covers me in a pink and white towel after laying me on my little brown bed that is the only luggage I brought with me when I moved in today.
“Who is this critter silently stepping my way? He’s crouching as he inches closer to my bed with each step.” I watch cautiously as the gap closes between us.
“Don’t be afraid,” Rachell says.

I stay still without trembling. The whiskered nose of this stranger nudges gently toward me. I am too tired to resist the advance, so I raise my nose to match. As our noses touch and Gibson breathes in my smell I understand, “I am safe.”
“I’m exhausted from my trip and all I want to do is lie down and rest,” is my thought. “This blanket- towel is keeping me, oh, so warm.”
I drift off to sleep knowing “I am HOME!”

