Left the house for an hour for the weekly bartering of my prescriptions, which I only continue to afford through the grace of the pharmacists breaking every rule in the book barring outright dealing out mental health meds in the parking lot, and Vivian flung herself at me from the top of the couch with a wail of relief. Gif reenactment below.

Luckily I was only holding a bag with pills and shredded mozzarella cheese in it.

She thought you were gONE FOREVER

omg

you might have never returned!