The funniest, strangest moment of moving was taking my cherished bears and piling them like dead bodies in the back seat of my car, then piling them on the moving dolly to get them into the apartment. Weird, spooky, kinda creepy but very funny, all at the same time. Currently, they are hiding in the closet until my Ikea trip later this week to find homes for them.
And Twyla accepted moving into the new place with all the bravery and courage that you've all come to expect from her - she spent most of the first night (Friday) wandering around the apartment, crying that weird cat sonar cry where they go into the corners and wail, like they're waiting for the echo to come back. Then, around 6:15 Saturday morning, she finally climbed under the sheets on the mattress with me and has pretty much stayed there since. She peeks out once in a while.
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