I barely had time to have my essentials re-packed into my little red striped bag and my big shopping bags before I was suddenly whisked back home to take care of Lynettea. Without my constant supervision she caught a bad cold in China. She told me it was really an Australian Cold, as one of the group had brought it on the tour. Anyway she is lying in bed snuffling and sniffing and I am trying to keep her warm.
The hotel was better this time for me, as I had special luxury quarters in The Spare Room section, with a small human female designated to brush my soft furs and pat me. Lynettea says it was nice for me to have made another little friend.
It is good to be back home though, in spite of all the extra work looking after Lynettea. She hasn't even put her photos on the computer yet.