Well, our move has come and gone. We have moved a whopping hour away, but that measly hour could just as well be a continent away when there's a 14 year old girl, a dog, and a cat involved. We've never had to move a dog before and I'm not sure who was more traumatized, unsettled, or sad; Kaylin or the dog. Snickers was so funny to watch. She just did not know what to do with herself. Do I follow this strange man, or sniff this strange lady? She loves the car so every time we had to run out in the car, we took her. And fortunately we only had one night in a hotel. Now Snickers is fine, and Kaylin is lonely.
But the cat was and is a whole other issue. We managed to get her here but we haven't seen much of her since. She's either under the couch or refusing to come in the house. Until we have guests. We had old friends of Robin's in tonight and she rubbed herself all over them. Wouldn't leave them alone. So Robin put her outside and we haven't seen her since. It's as if she's sending us a message. Silly girl.
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