No Worries!

Amy stayed with Mack overnight several times while we were away, and made sure he kept eating.

When we returned on Saturday, making several trips to empty our cars, Mack was feeling spunky enough to watch the door for an opportunity to zip by us and get another taste of the outdoors. Fortunately, he was unsuccessful.

I picked him up and cuddled him for a minute when we first arrived, which seemed to satisfy his need to be touched ... in fact, I'd even say he seemed a little standoffish as we settled back in. But he was eager for his canned food treat by 4 p.m., and presented himself for a good belly rub later, spreading out on the sofa next to me as John and I watched "Muriel's Wedding" from Netflix.

Now I'm in Duluth for a conference until Wednesday night ... but I'm not worried. John is home, and Mack is fine!