March 29, 2005

Let The Games Begin!

Nani and mak going to the cat hotel, The migration has begun

This is Mak and Nani in their travel carriers. They were sleeping in them prior to this. I had placed a towel fresh out of the dryer (they love a pile of warm laundry to snuggle in) in each to entice them to go in and felt somewhat like a traitor when I latched them in...

I cant help it. I feel badly that I am removing them from their homeland but as Woody said at 3 am when they woke us up for some snuggle time..."Their place is with us, we are their people and home is where we are." I think that is true. They were little troopers in the car, and came out of their carriers when we got to the boarding place and scooted into a hiding place in the "suite" they were assigned, a 6x8 foot enclosure equiped with a chair for visiting Mum and Dad, a huge cat tree, which I hope they learn to like as we will be getting them one for their new place. We re-set up the carriers as cabanas for sleeping tying the doors open. The owner lady thought it a good idea to get them thinking that they are places of safety and comfort, so that the 10 hour plus plane trip is not so horrid for them. Toys and scratching posts as well as all of the left over food was brought... We miss them terribly, but what to do???

The movers are to be here at 10. We have a lot of things done already and we know the drill. The rain seems to have let up a bit and we hoet that it clears up for long enough that our things go into the can dry. A dry can improves the good transport of belongings that are humidity sensitive. We have suffered a lot of damage of treasured valuables due to mildew and humidity that we didnt think would be quite so bad as this. The photos were the worst, the Walmart developing process turns into sticky goo on paper, I will never do the paper photos again now that I have digital.

All that is left will be going. The weeding out process is done, as much as we can and I feel ok about it. We did well and its all going to be fine.

I have these vague feelings of terror... and find myself taunting Woody..."Why do you think its going to be any better any where else?" He cant answer really and I know it I am just being mean as I know hes scared too. Finally he said, "Look at the freaking rain. Three Easters in a row the rain pours down. Any place but this place. Hoku they were on the radio bitching about how they cant fill the county jobs, but I have applied for them and do they call me? No! I want back on the top of the food chain, and you are comming with me, whereever that happens to be... no more about it.... and besides you will like it." He's right and I need to no worry... I like how he has taken on pidgin, I think its halarious. People think hes from a foreign country, I cant wait to hear him with a southern accent.

Tried to call my Mom again, and then the nursing home who wont give me info. I was removed from the "list" I know that her friend was furious that she wasnt notified that Mom was hospitalized but...I am her daughter... Oh well. I am not in a position to fight this out. Dont have the time energy or paitence to sit on the phone and try to hash it out. I need to be there and I feel like I have sort of abandonded her and that feels really yucky.

More later...