So we are leaving Spanish Harlem for good. This Friday is the last day we will ever walk up or down those 4 flights of stairs. Rico and I have been here for 3 years and we've seen a lot together in this apartment, but its time to move on.

Well Rico has kind of already moved on. We moved him down to my parents' house last weekend. We were going to bring him back up with us for the final week, but my mom agreed to take care of him so we decided with the last few things we have to move (our bed being one of them) it would just be easier to not have to worry about Rico...But I miss him!!!! I really do! I miss him crying in my face in the morning. I miss him purring when I pick him up when I've been gone all day.

My mom said he cries for us. When he has water, food, a clean litter box, and she's given him some attention he still cries...he must miss us too.

I hope he doesn't think that we left him there by himself forever!!