New House

Even with all the moving and how tired we both were, my husband and I had a difficult time sleeping. We weren’t the only ones.

Lucy, our Great Dane, Tuesday, our calico female cat and Dexter, our longhaired-possibly-Maine-Coon-mix cat all seemed to find the new house a bit much. Not in size, mind you, since it is smaller than the one they are all used to, but because it is a different location that has all of their familiar surroundings. I have to admit that they weren’t alone. Seeing our stuff in another locale was a bit of a shock considering this is the first time we have moved since September 1st, 1997.

However, we all, despite our lack of sleep, seem to be adjusting quite well. The cats still look to the garage for their food, water and litter boxes, which for the time being are in the kitchen until we can hopefully swap doors with my sister who has a cat door hole in her door leading into the garage. This, of course, is only while we are living here, as I really think keeping those things in the garage would be the best for all involved. It’ll keep Lucy from eating all their food and keep us from dealing with kitty litter in the house.

Alas, we are only mostly moved. The fish and chickens are still over at the other house, along with a lot of the smaller stuff and a majority of our clothes. Looks like we’ll be busy every day after work this week bringing stuff from the house. Hopefully it won’t be too much craziness.