It is done. The hardest part of moving. Last night Matt and I moved my kitties into our new apartment. It wasn’t quite as bad as last year’s move, but it was still awful. Squiggy gave me heck getting him into his cage:
We finally got them in the carriers and loaded them into the car for the longest 20 minute drive ever. They cried and moaned and panted like crazy. Boo threw up and pooped in his cage. Poor guy. But when we finally got there, they came out of their carriers and started exploring right away. Boo and Minnie even braved the spiral staircase up to the loft:
Last move, it took them 24 hours to get out and explore. Progress!
I was a nervous exhausted and sweaty wreck at the end of the night. Nothing that a glass of wine or 2 and a bubble bath in my new tub couldn’t fix:
Ahhhhh, good to be home 🙂