Knøttet
The more practical sides of life first. Kari and I have moved into our new apartment! It's pretty new, from 1999, so we didn't really have all that much to fix. But then again it was so new it was a bit boring, so we did a lot anyway. We've painted walls, bought tons of furniture (gold card members at Ikea), and I've installed at least a kilometer of all kinds of cable (ethernet, loudspeakers, coax, phone etc etc), all hidden inside the walls of course. Now we're happy in our new home. It's nice and cozy and just what we wished for. Please come visit, we'll show you around.
On the more sentimental side, this is a very sad time. Yesterday our 12 year old cat, Knøttet (Little One), got up from the couch where it was sleeping, walked a couple of steps, and then fell over and died. Probably a heart attack or something. We did our best to get it breathing again, but it was all over very fast. I cannot express how sad this is for me. I feel I just lost this great little friend that was always there when we were home. A friend that loved to play with us, talk to us (he was very talkative for a cat), or just lie cuddled next to us wherever we were. Now the apartment seems so empty without him. He also meant a whole lot to my parents and my sister. I hope he's up in cat heaven, playing around in the long green grass and hunting for mice.
I'm going on a trip to Uganda next month. I'll try to give and update after that.
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