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Sounds nightmarish to me, Storbie! But Smoothman and The Wooman are still real so everything must be OK. Also, you are able to blog about it.;-)
Quick---hide under the bed!
Oh Estorbo, I do hope so. May you never have to move again. (Love the paw over the eyes.)Amy
Oh, Storbie. Most of us find a move like that either exciting or unsettling. I hope you soon feel at home in your new home! I think you need extra attention. And extra treats! Maybe a Dorito or three.
Yes sweetie, it is! Over, that is. The good news is that there may soon be lots of lovely empty boxes to explore, and perhaps even newspaper if it was used to wrap the dishes. And I'm truly sorry you've been so traumatized, but that photo of you is just precious.
Oh sweet kitty, I feel sad for you with all this confusion and change. I would take advantage of this time and ask for special treats to soothe your worried self. And someone mentioned boxes! A little streeng and a good box might help for a while. And soon you will feel like Don Estorbo in Harlem and you will roar!
You are a champion, Estorbo. You have a wonderful team to help you. give them a lick on the hand.