I can’t tell you how awesome it is for us to sit around and watch the movers pack. Granted, it took a lot of work last night to get the house to a place where movers could actually come in and work their Mover Magic. I’m exhausted, Josh is tuckered out, and Hobbes is pacing the joint, meowing and calling for her long lost food bowl. The movers are packing everything as we speak, and than tommorrow they load it up for us, car included. Today it is snowing…I’m so thankful we’re not driving out in this weather. Tommorrow we travel to Denver and than we fly out early in the next morning.
We bought Hobbes’ a pimped out ride so she could go on the plane as a “carry on.” We also bought something called “Quiet Moments.” It’s basically kitty valium, but with an herbal slant. The problem is these pills are HUGE, and they must taste terrible, because even mashed into wet cat food Hobbes is not interested. So then there’s the other option: Wrap her in a towel and force a “Quiet Moments” pill down her throat. This seems hypocritical to me.