So H and I moved recently, for the third time in three years, to a different but not terribly far away neighborhood in Houston. I don’t like moving very much, but there were some compelling reasons, involving plumbing, to get out of the rental we were in. The new place is very nice, and we recently finished cat-proofing much of it so the cats can roam more or less freely. This process involved covering furniture, installing childproof locks, and creating various zones of demarcation where their ability to push valuable things over is severely curtailed. The dogs thought we had broken into someone else’s house for awhile, but they seem to have accepted their new lot with grace at this point.