Room at the inn

You are absolutely correct, that is not me! So what is this feline interloper doing on my blog? Well, there’s a story behind it, of course.

My mamas just got back from another one of their getaways. This time they were spending a night at an inn in New Hampshire to celebrate Mama G’s birthday. Happy birthday, Mama G! She’s about 253 in cat years, so I guess all those veggies and exercise are working!

Anyway, I can tell when Those Two have missed me during one of their adventures, because they always come back with a photo or photos of cats they met along the way. The handsome fellow above is Yoda, the resident cat at the Chesterfield Inn in West Chester, New Hampshire. Now I’m not sure I’d like inn living, since I’m pretty shy around people I don’t know, but the job apparently suits Yoda quite well.

Besides Yoda, Those Two are still talking about the delicious dinner they had at the inn and the wonderful hospitality there. I’m glad they had a good time, but I’m also glad they’re back home with me, where they belong. I’m pretty spoiled, too.