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Apr. 24th, 2024 08:32 pmIn the throes of moving. The packers were here today and WOW OMG so worth every fricken penny.
The cats are confined to my (former) office, and spent the day mildly stoned on meds the vet gave us while also in what my former coworker calls cat condos (wire dog crates) to prevent them freaking out at each other or hurting themselves while the strangers were making noise in the rest of the house.
I went in after an hour to check on them and D.Va had pulled the towel off of Sora’s condo, dragged a corner of it into her condo and was sitting on it!
Unrepentant criminal:
I separated the crates a bit more and re-covered Sora. That's a Feliway dispenser plugged into the wall socket, and paper taped on the wall above because it does leave a faint oily residue over time.
I also packed a few more boxes before the packers finished enough other areas that I was just in their way, and this is one, which contains cat toys (the ones not in with the cats right now) and D.Va’s buttons, with a warning because there’s a flopping fish in there and thanks to stuff inside shifting, when you put the box down it asks for pets.
Tomorrow the movers show and load everything into the truck, and we drive down to the new house with the cats. Friday the cats get confined in their condos in the main closet (it’s very big) while the movers move all our stuff in, and we can then spend the next two years unpacking. We’ll have to come back to the old house to pull nails out of walls and get stuff we had to leave behind, and talk with whatever real estate agent we go with, but the big stuff will be DONE.
I also have an appointment tomorrow afternoon with an ENT physician’s assistant to check my nose and rule out the scary stuff, because why not add more things to my life right at this moment (I didn’t want to spend days and weeks finding someone in the new city so got my doc to refer me to someone here). But we’ll see.
The cats are confined to my (former) office, and spent the day mildly stoned on meds the vet gave us while also in what my former coworker calls cat condos (wire dog crates) to prevent them freaking out at each other or hurting themselves while the strangers were making noise in the rest of the house.
I went in after an hour to check on them and D.Va had pulled the towel off of Sora’s condo, dragged a corner of it into her condo and was sitting on it!
Unrepentant criminal:
I separated the crates a bit more and re-covered Sora. That's a Feliway dispenser plugged into the wall socket, and paper taped on the wall above because it does leave a faint oily residue over time.
I also packed a few more boxes before the packers finished enough other areas that I was just in their way, and this is one, which contains cat toys (the ones not in with the cats right now) and D.Va’s buttons, with a warning because there’s a flopping fish in there and thanks to stuff inside shifting, when you put the box down it asks for pets.
Tomorrow the movers show and load everything into the truck, and we drive down to the new house with the cats. Friday the cats get confined in their condos in the main closet (it’s very big) while the movers move all our stuff in, and we can then spend the next two years unpacking. We’ll have to come back to the old house to pull nails out of walls and get stuff we had to leave behind, and talk with whatever real estate agent we go with, but the big stuff will be DONE.
I also have an appointment tomorrow afternoon with an ENT physician’s assistant to check my nose and rule out the scary stuff, because why not add more things to my life right at this moment (I didn’t want to spend days and weeks finding someone in the new city so got my doc to refer me to someone here). But we’ll see.
