My life WAS settled for a short time. I had a new home, with caretakers who did a moderately good job seeing to my needs, (truthfully, they do a damn good job, but I don’t want them to become lax, so I continue to be demanding).
There were times in those first few months when I felt like the "king of the world."
It was a feeling short-lived, however. Not even a full four months… barely a season…
I don’t know WHY they decided I needed a "friend." Or why they brought that annoying little… THING home that sunny afternoon!