Roaming around the room...
She found her food and water, and ate just fine.
Found the kity litter and used it (hurray).
Found herself in the mirror.
This space on mom's clothes looks kind of comfortable.
Checking out the suitcase and the TV.
I'm going to make spaghetti for mom and me as soon as Tangi is finished looking at
the skillet and hot plate.
OK, goodnight already.
During the night Tangi spent some time on the bottom of my bed and some time
on mom's bed.
On the way back from South Carolina, we not only stayed in the same motel,
but in the very same room. Tangi seemed to feel at home.
We ate and watched the Colts-Patriots game.
Tangi at the Motel
I am learning about cats. Evidently when you put them in a new environment -- like a motel room -- they have to explore the perimeter. Maybe she liked being in the room because she hung out with us until we were ready to leave the next morning, at which time she hid under the bed for 5 or 10 minutes.