One Chick out of the Nest

Well, folks, we now have one less chick in the nest. Dan moved out at the beginning of May into a house in Bloomington with his cousins. He took the snotty cat with him, so Buster is in doggie "I now have everyone's full attention" heaven. So far, from what we have been told, things are going well, and he seems to like both the proximity to work and the independence our little "shove" has given him. I admit it; I am guilty of giving him more than one nudge toward the door, but only because I love him. Sometimes you have to help them grow up so that they appreciate where they came from. In any case, he calls fairly frequently and visits from time to time, (without the expectation of dinner!) so I think he's made the transition fairly well. We'll see how long it takes him to invite us down there for dinner...