First off, Happy Halloween! And do I have a horror story for you! Sorry you haven’t heard from me much lately, but you see, I was kidnapped! Yes, kidnapped! I would say catnapped, but that implies there was some slumber involved, and believe me, I haven’t been getting much sleep lately.
It started off like any other day, as those kinds of days often do. Now I knew we were about to move, but I just had no idea that this would be the day. As they had been doing for weeks, uneventfully, Those Two lured me into my new pet carrier with some treats. Every other time I would just back out when I was done eating and that was that, but not this time. No, Those Two zipped up the door behind me and I was trapped! They’re pretty clever for humans. And off I went, leaving the house I’ve known and loved for five years behind me.
So then I was put into a vehicle and driven nearly an hour to an undisclosed location in a state called Connecticut. Now I know it doesn’t look like it from this photo, because the photographer caught me in mid-turn, but my new carrier is much more comfortable than my old, hard-sided one. Kudos to this Southwest company, whatever it is.
When Mama C let me out, I didn’t recognize where I was, and I spent a few very confusing moments trying to decide where to go and what to do. And then it hit me: My basement safe space is no longer here, so I need to find a new hiding spot, and fast!
OK, check that one off my moving “to-do” list! I scared Mama C good until she finally found me, and even scared myself later when I struggled to get back out.
All this happened about 10 days ago. Things have settled down since then, and I’m finally beginning to be able to talk about it. I’m settling in pretty well now, and love my new home. More on that later.
For now, enjoy your day, and be careful who you accept treats from. And never, ever let the door close behind you!
Oxbow's World 
Moving to a new abode is such an act of dislocation! Familiar surroundings no longer exist, perches and views are unfamiliar, the sounds and the smells are totally foreign to one who has been dislocated. I know how you feel ’cause I went thru the same damn thing myself earlier in the year. Eventually the old abode fades into memory and a new world awaits…many good wishes to you and your Mamas in your new abode.
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