The Hard Part

Today we said our good-byes to Linnea, Carisa and Ryan, our closest friends here. None of the other stuff was that bad, really. Sure, it wasn’t all perfect, but it was relatively easy. Anything that gets broken, in the end, is just a thing. But the people – now that’s the hard part. Our good-byes were all tearful, and we all promised to stay in touch and visit once in awhile. Okay, more than once in awhile: let’s aim for frequently!

The cats didn’t like the process of moving either. We locked them in the bathroom for their safety and my peace of mind. I put a Feliway diffuser in there to keep them calm. For what it’s worth, I think it worked. Serra seemed perplexed, but not fearful about the commotion. Buttercup and Wesley, on the other hand:

They banged like this in regular intervals throughout the 3½ hours it took to empty the apartment.

After the movers left, we let the cats out. They explored every empty room of the house. Serra tried to go run under the bed, but since her hiding place was missing, she decided to give exploring a go. It wasn’t long until she was comparatively comfortable with the whole thing. When we came home from our night with Carisa and Ryan, we decided to get a good night’s sleep before heading out in the morning. Michael inflated the mattress, and wouldn’t you now it, Serra helped just like she always does when we make the bed!

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So here it is, our last night in the apartment that my friend Linnea, the most wonderful landlady in the world, let us live in for 3 years. It seems so different in here, so much like the end of a story. I mean, this is all the furniture we have left:

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Try curling up on one of these to read a good book or relieve some stress by knitting. Seriously – not too comfy.

So. After we get as much sleep as possible, Michael, Serra, Buttercup, Wesley and I will begin the loooong trip to Colorado. We are beginning a new story (or maybe a sequel?), with new friends, a new house, a new animal shelter, and some recurring characters from the old stories. It all at once feels terrifying and exciting, the same yet different, and most of all, it feels like an adventure. Are you coming along for the ride?

P.S. We won’t have internet access for certain until Wednesday, but we may be able to find open connections before that. If you don’t hear from me in the next few days, don’t be concerned – I’m coming back.

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