We moved! It took seven hours and six people (thanks mom and dad, jeff and ben!) and a whole lotta minivan action to get the boatloads of our junk from northwest to southwest Portland. I am in love with our new apartment though and it certainly helps that we’ve been joined by a fuzzball named Sam (Samson, Samuel Jackson . . . ). He’s a seven month old Maine Coon. He’s a huge snuggler and an absolute doll. We got him from a local rescue organization that ended up with him after someone threw him from a truck. Ugh. Luckily, his stellar personality seems unfazed by previous trauma as he spent all last night making biscuits on our duvet. Apologies for cell phone photos. Who knows where the camera is at this point? Soon we will be unpacked and ready for visitors. For now, we are busy romping around with this awesome new addition to our household.
Freckles in the Fall 
Congrats!! I can’t wait to come visit and meet your cute kitty.
Yes! We can’t wait to visit you too!
Oh My God. I love that cat so much, when I was younger I had a Maine Coon and I can confirm that they are the best cats ever. Really smart and super affectionate. Ilona and I need to come and visit you guys, mostly because we adore you, but the cat represents a further enticement, I tell ya what.
Yes! Come visit! We would so love to have you. And I’m glad you have experience with a Maine Coon. Thus far, I’m very impressed.