back to the old house

Just a quick update for now. The last five days have been ultra-hectic and I'm exhausted. The digest version is this:

• We started moving stuff into the new house on Thursday


• We got to pick up Sophie from the vet on Friday. She's doing remarkably well and is now taking a series of four different daily medications PLUS subcutaneous fluids (i.e., it's like an I.V. but goes beneath her skin instead of into a vein) every other day. She's a real sport about that needle and I'm just thrilled beyond words to have her back and in good spirits. Thanks to everyone for the well-wishes.


• After countless truck loads (a million thanks and another 'sorry' to Bobby) and two U-Haul loads, we STILL don't have everything out of the old house. In the seven (7!) years we've lived in that place we've probably doubled our belongings. Like a sponge expanding with water, we've filled its every nook and cranny. I'm very tired of packing.


• At the new house, we've got all the big stuff out but have barely unpacked anything but the barest of essentials.


• Most importantly, both Sophie and Trixie have, after a day of restless displacement, found new spots to call their own:

Sophie, sunning herself behind the couch:

... and, Trixie, Queen of her domain: