I've no idea where this picture was taken or where we were going. It was the usual story of being bungled into the travel home and taken on a ride. The smells and air temperatures would vary. Then our spaces would change. Rema and The White One's smell was a constant and Helena's regular. We revisited a sofa which bore historic scents and heard sounds which were familiar. After some time we encountered completely new smells and sounds. No idea where we were, how long we would be there or what would happen next, but Helena's smell was around, sometimes weak sometimes stronger. Fed as usual. Now back in our regular space. Temperature changes more varied. Caresses from Helena more appreciated.
Mmmmm.....
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