spent the last few days moving. very big deal for me, for several reasons, with issues underlying and exciting moving on. of course the usual delays and best laid plans. much was moved in on friday, tho it was supposed to be all. when I got up on friday, I locked the cat in the bathroom, elsewise he'd disappear into the woodwork in that fun way cats have of freakin' out. did I mench best laid plans? I went in to comfort poor Mowgli, who was totally buggin' with the weirdness, and he managed to escape into nether regions. luckily, by friday evening he was willing to be coaxed from hiding. both the dog and cat have abandonment issues. the dog had 2 owners before he came to me. the cat was left to us by his mother, no shit. 3 years ago we heard a cat crying outside. we checked and there was a mother cat and a little kitten. when we came to the door, the kitten ran towards us and the mother ran away. probably a teen pregnancy thing. for a while the cat lived under the porch but after running a security check on us, decided to join us inside. now he's an indoor cat who is much contented with the sitch. with racoons and coyote about, it's just as well. there's a feral cat around that looks just like Mowgli, presumably his sibling. apparently Mowgli was not deemed feral enough, tho tell that to a piece of string being jiggled or a crumpled ball of paper. so well like anyway. neurotic cat yowled all friday night (what was left of it) till I finally got up and lay down on the livingroom floor with the passively neurotic dog, which brought the cat over, and the 3 of us dozed for a while. who needs sleep when you're tired? much was left to do saturday, but we were exhausted and sore so the start was slow. not till 2am sunday morning were we fully moved out. hunger and general wired-upitude got me up after 4 hours sleep. the garage is completely filled, who knows where what is, but we are home.