I did make it to the mountain house on Friday. Getting here, however, means I have to go through this five step process: 1) Denial-No, I don't want in the box, I want to keep patroling the yard, no, don't put me in the box....(this step goes on for about the first 10 minutes as we go down the road), 2) Barter-if you let me out of this box, I'll stop whining and crying and trying to walk over Dad's eyeballs as he drives (this step can last from anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour), 3) Disbelief-Mom, why are you doing this to me? Was I a bad kitty? (as I whine going back and forth from Mom's lap to the middle console between Mom and Dad that Dad put a nice carpet square on for me, this step lasts about an hour), and finally, 4) Resignation-I'm never getting out of this big green moving box, I might as well try to sleep, even though everytime I doze off , Dad goes around another corner, throwing me off balace (this step usually last the final hour). Update: oops, OK, so I can't count, 5) Getting excited as we drive up the drive way, because I recognize the mountain house, and I know I'm getting out SOOON! Mom's hoping each time we go, I'll get to step 4 faster, but we will see.....
But I do love the mountain house! I spent all night Friday going around and checking out the smells, and making sure the house was fine. Then yesterday I got to do the same with the backyard. Now, the backyard is, eh, "natural". Mom's trying to let it go back to the Great Basin Scrub that surrounds the house. Right now, however, its just looks spotty, cause its filled with weeds!
As I made my patrols, you could see the spots at the base of my ears on top of my head. Mom calls those birds eyes, and tells me I need to be carefull out, as the jays, and magpies, and eagles and hawks will use those to dive bomb me!
Then I had to check out the spotty rocks near a pallet of stepping stones Mom didn't use when she laid some through the, eh, "natural" backyard.
Happy Easter to all the kitties and their humans who celebrate it! And to those who don't, its still a great time to spend with family and friends, remebering what is important in life! Like yards to patrol, and humans to love (cause there is a reason they put you in that moving box!)
PS Mom's on dialup while here at the moutain house, so she is sorry she hasn't been able to help me get around to visit everyone that much, it is just SOOO slow!