First (Photos)
K and her son met us at the airport.
"It can be no coincidence that in no language on Earth is there a phrase that means 'as pretty as an airport.'"- Douglas Adams.
Moby has been intermittently brave, and hiding. Mostly, he seems to have forgiven us for his Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. He's a very patient friend.
Labels: Moby-Photos, moving rant, Photos
Posted by Zhoen on Friday, June 01, 2007
3 comments:
My cat is bolder than I'd like when it comes to exploring at his own pace, but he reacts badly to being completely relocated.
*hugz* for Moby
He definitely did not enjoy any part of any aspect of the trip, letting us know in no uncertain terms how much it all sucked.
Once here, he hid in the closet the remainder of the day. I had to force water into him. Which is to say, dribble it into the side of his mouth, holding him on his side, and he reflexively lapped it up.
With a five year old playing loudly in the next room. (But who did very nicely when close to Moby, I have to add.)
Oh that picture of Moby on the shelf is just so wonderful. Poor Moby. Cats only like to travel on foot - and that would have been difficult, no?
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