Home sweet home

This is what Tanglewood is.

Tanglewood is a big green hill of sunny grass and big trees with springy moss all around them. Tanglewood is a field big enough for me to run as far as I can think to run in any one direction and still not be at the end of it. Tanglewood is six weeks of crushed grass and honeybees and rabbits and an off-leash run every single day. Tanglewood is seventy-nine high school kids on hand to take me for walks and tell me how Pretty I am, and how Good.

And this is home.

Home is air conditioning. Home is the big bed with a patch of sun smack in the middle of it. Home is eyes closed and four fuzzy paws in the air.

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