Annisquam gave us a sunny and relatively warm welcome home yesterday. I'm pretty much unpacked, but somebody else has the hall littered with moving detritus. The drive back from Sanibel was easier than the drive down (the only accident backup was less than 10 minutes), but the cats were a lot more vocal over their displeasure in being caged for hours on end. The overnight at the Red Roof in was uneventful and bagging Troika in the morning meant only holding up the king sized mattress and box springs while I snaked all the way under a bed, which had over the years apparently stymied all attempts to vacuum the carpet, to grab him. The overnight at John's sister's outside of D.C. was more eventful. John spent the night in the ground floor family room so the cats wouldn't be too frightened about being in a strange place (again). We blocked the stairway with two screen door packing boxes, one crosswise and one upright. However, the cats didn't stay with him. Since we were planning to leave at 05:00 we went to bed early, but at 12:20 John was upstairs trying to corral Minou. Later (or should it be earlier) I thought I heard Kobn thumping up the stairs, but pried my eyes open to see Troika's fluffy tail swish by. I chased him back downstairs, picked him up and threw him over the blocking wall. Then Tache came up for a visit. When I took her back down, I saw that she had wedged her way out between the packing box and the wall. I tightened that up. Then it was Minou's turn again. I gave up trying to sleep the rest of the night. In the morning Kobn and Baby were easy to capture and cage and Tache and Minou took only a couple of rounds around the dining room, but poor Troika had to be chased round and round the family room, then up and down stairs twice after he jumped the 6 foot barricade out of the FR and later back in. He finally gave up and let me pick him up and melted into the pillow in his cage. After being back a couple of hours, all of them seem to realize they are home and safe. Even Troika, after the trauma of yesterday's chase has let me walk up to him and pet him. They are complaining about being stuck inside. They loved the screened porch in Sanibel, as did I.
Happy birthday to Justin on Sunday. How did you break all those screws?
Brad, how come April 22 comes after May 7? Otherwise, I really appreciate your birthday list.
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LOL...I guess this is where the expression "Easier than herding cats" came from. I am glad you and John are home safe from the wilds of Florida. Mom, Warren and I are looking forward to seeing you, John, Jeff and Maureen in Annisquam this weekend.
They do not know how the screws were broken. The second doctor was not pleased with the first doctor's surgery so... We think that the first doctor did a poor job placing the screws and that is why they broke. Thanks for the birthday wishes! You to!
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