Cal has got his place in a supported living house in Grange Village! 40 mins from us, and once he’s settled he will be supported into employment.
He’s moving in with another ex Foxes student and another young person. He’s very laid back about it. Chris and I are a bit nonplussed. Our boy, moving out and into his own place. How often shall we see him? What stuff does he need? Who will do our cleaning now?
He’s also seen the consultant about his fit. He’s sent him off for scans but is fully expecting that this is a one off. 85% of fits never happen again, apparently.
So, this is Cal tonight. And this is our TKOE dog, demonstrating our mixed feelings.