Tomorrow morning we'll be moved out, and early Monday we'll depart for the 60-hour drive back east. When we first drove to California, we had two cats. Savannah, the noisy, loveable troublemaker, and Noah, the mute, gentle angel who died the day George W. Bush was re-elected president. We put both cats in the largest dog crate we could find, loaded it into the back of our Microsoft-funded SUV, and then covered it with stickers from every state we drove through. It was one of my favorite weeks ever.This time, we're short one cat and have downsized to a smaller, comfy crate. Savannah's already taken a liking to it.
When we arrive in Connecticut, we'll get Savannah settled in to her new home with my mom. She's been surprisingly mellow these days; all she wants is a warm lap to sit in (and an ear to bend, of course.) I'm gonna miss her like crazy. ..........
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Who is surprisingly mellow these days and just wants an ear to bend? Savannah or me?! Your Mom ; )
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