Moving House Blues

On the day that I found Sephy I was about to move house the very next day...it was quite stressful as Tuffie wasn't feeling the love (I was busy packing and cleaning) and then there was a new kitten to contend with...

In the weeks leading up to the BIG MOVE she was already leting her feelings show.

Her sunning spots have all been taken over by boxes...

I turned my room upside down and went to get a breather. When I can back there was a cat in the very center of the chaos.

'The Look'. Reserved for late meals and the human's inattentiveness to her needs.

Awww, but all she wanted was a little love and attention!

Moving day was hell. Tuffie was already unnerved by the constant changing environment, she was ready to bolt. It got so bad that she almost jumped from the balcony! :( She refused all food and was cranky. I had to lock her in her carrier in a quiet room, only then was she able to calm down and eat a bit.

Fortunately Cleo being still young thoroughly enjoyed the move. Though when we put her in the carrier to transfer her she thought we were bringing her to the vet again! Seems like the memories of being spayed were still fresh in her mind, and she started crying. That worried the Tuff and SHE started crying too -_- Oh cats...

New home! Shiny surfaces...

Tuffie got a good niche next to my bed ;)

Getting used to the new place...blobbing out.

Cleo couldn't care less about the new home, didn't affect her much :)

I had to move Tuffie and Cleo first during the evening. I then moved Sephy around 10pm. What a crazy weekend. Tuff took about a week and a bit to adjust. Even now at night she gets huffy cos there is a male cat patrolling the carpark downstairs. Cleo then gets smacked for getting in the way -_- Ooooh cats...