Gosh, after all the news from this weekend, with Debby and Amber, and Spawn and Luckie being lost and then found, a DT seems pretty anti-climactic.
It's hard to believe that someone is happy it's Monday and back to work, but after a weekend of moving I am! The move actually went pretty well. It was a very long Saturday, with people not showing up until 11:30, then working through the heat of the day. We finally stopped at about 3:00 with a bunch of boxes still in the truck (but all of the big furniture moved), and just about died that night. Sunday's crew showed up at a little after 9:00, loaded up the rest of our boxes and we were completely unloaded before noon. Even returned the truck early.
The move didn't go quite as smoothly for Trent and Ophelia, though. Ophelia turned into a ball of claws when it was time to get into the carrier. Trent yowled the whole time he was in the carrier, which only added to Ophelia's stress. We got to the new place, and it seemed to be going OK. We left to load up the truck, and when we came back Trent was a little scared, but Ophelia was beyond stressed out. Ophelia buried herself in a box (which normally has her blanket on top) and didn't come out until about 11:30 that night. I think there was a kitty there before us, because she growled at everything. When hubby went in to see her, she poked her head out, and even purred for him, but still growled at everything around her. Saturday night she came out into the bedroom, but apparently was convinced that Trent was some other cat. She never actually attacked him, but growled and hissed. Poor Trent didn't know what to do. She is getting better, and even was coming out of the bedroom last night to explore the rest of the place. But last night she was sleeping on me and apparently Trent startled her. She went into a high-pitched growl, ears flat on her head. Again, she didn't attack him, just jumped off the bed at the first opportunity. I think they will be OK, though. In the daylight she seems OK with Trent as long as she knows he's coming.
Wow, this turned into a really long post. I've just been really worried about Ophelia, but saw her eating and drinking last night. That's a good sign!
It's hard to believe that someone is happy it's Monday and back to work, but after a weekend of moving I am! The move actually went pretty well. It was a very long Saturday, with people not showing up until 11:30, then working through the heat of the day. We finally stopped at about 3:00 with a bunch of boxes still in the truck (but all of the big furniture moved), and just about died that night. Sunday's crew showed up at a little after 9:00, loaded up the rest of our boxes and we were completely unloaded before noon. Even returned the truck early.
The move didn't go quite as smoothly for Trent and Ophelia, though. Ophelia turned into a ball of claws when it was time to get into the carrier. Trent yowled the whole time he was in the carrier, which only added to Ophelia's stress. We got to the new place, and it seemed to be going OK. We left to load up the truck, and when we came back Trent was a little scared, but Ophelia was beyond stressed out. Ophelia buried herself in a box (which normally has her blanket on top) and didn't come out until about 11:30 that night. I think there was a kitty there before us, because she growled at everything. When hubby went in to see her, she poked her head out, and even purred for him, but still growled at everything around her. Saturday night she came out into the bedroom, but apparently was convinced that Trent was some other cat. She never actually attacked him, but growled and hissed. Poor Trent didn't know what to do. She is getting better, and even was coming out of the bedroom last night to explore the rest of the place. But last night she was sleeping on me and apparently Trent startled her. She went into a high-pitched growl, ears flat on her head. Again, she didn't attack him, just jumped off the bed at the first opportunity. I think they will be OK, though. In the daylight she seems OK with Trent as long as she knows he's coming.
Wow, this turned into a really long post. I've just been really worried about Ophelia, but saw her eating and drinking last night. That's a good sign!
