The big move

As I mentioned early, we just recently packed up and moved to the Frigid Northlands of North Dakota. Fargo, to be exact. It was quite an adventure getting up here.

The movers came and loaded up the truck. They were really thorough, which was both good and bad. They opened a hatchway in Mommy and Daddy's closet, a hatchway which unfortunately leads to the underside of the bathtub and an empty space on the other side of it. Not knowing it was open, after their room was empty two of the cats were thrown in there - Panic, who used to be pretty feral but is getting better about being around people, and Kolya, who's moving in the opposite direction. So of course the kittens went in there and wouldn't come out. We spent the night in a hotel since everything was packed and hoped for the best.

Saturday morning, Panic had come out but Kolya hadn't. We did some last minute cleaning and then it was time to get Grandma at the airport - she was driving up with Mommy, me, and three of the four cats (Tybalt, Daddy's cat who has a Siamese voice, doesn't do well in car trips when he's confined to a carrier, so he was riding with Daddy in the truck). Daddy decided to stay an extra day in Durham to try to get the stupid cat out of the wall. Mommy and I were off!

Google Maps had assured us that it was a 24-hour trip, which we were breaking into two days. We made decent time the first day, although I had some bathroom issues - mainly that I demanded a diaper change everytime I was wet, and I had several frantic false alarms. But we had a good drive the first day, and the scenery was very pretty driving through North Carolina, Virginia, West Virginia, and Ohio. We stopped for the night just over the Indiana border, and of course I wanted to go swimming even though it was almost midnight. But fortunately for me swimming involves putting on my trunks and maybe putting a foot in the water, so it wasn't a problem.

The next day Kolya still hadn't come out of the wall, so Mommy and Daddy made an executive decision that we'd only have three cats from now on. Daddy called the Humane Society and they dropped off a trap, which he baited with food and water. Our very nice realtor agreed to come by everyday until the stupid cat was out.

The second day of driving was very long. We went through Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, and Minnesota before finally, after 29 total hours of driving and at 12:30 AM, we were in Fargo!

We spent the next day exploring the town and deciding on a house to rent. Daddy made it in late that night. Grandma flew home on Tuesday. Kolya came out of the wall on Wednesday, four days after she'd gone in.

We really like Fargo. Daddy's working for North Dakota State University as a grant specialist in the animal sciences department. Our house is only a few blocks from the Red River and a great park, the library, and downtown. We can walk to all those places or ride our "motorcycles" (as I refer to our bikes). Daddy walks or rides to his office everyday, something he enjoys. And of course the weather is beautiful here - no humidity, not even really a need for AC (which our house doesn't even have). Sure, we might feel differently in a couple months when the snows set in, but right now it's great!