My Last Move, Ever?

Holy Moly! I can’t believe it’s happening!

Tomorrow, we move.

Time to make new small town traditions.

No more red barn in the backyard.

Must find a new breakfast place.

Same view, different county.

Time for a new yard to explore.

New landscaping dreams to build.

And this will be Sasha Kittens last move too.

As long as we’re together, everything makes sense.

Home is where the heart is.

…the place I belong.