Nothing like a good nap! I feel so refreshed!
Well, this place where we were set free at last, was much bigger than the last places and not at all like a garage, but there was nothing there. There were steps! We had not seen steps since our foster home. There were two bathrooms, one up and one down. There were two big rooms upstairs and some rooms (one was a kitchen) downstairs. There was a stove and refrigerator, but there was no furniture! No bed, no chair, no nothing! We looked around a little, but chicken Cherokee hid and I sort of followed suit. Mom later found him on the top shelf of one of the closets. He was always good at jumping and climbing. I stayed a little lower down.
That first night, Mom blew into a plastic thing and put it on the floor with some blankets. She actually lay down on it and slept on it! We joined her pretty soon and it was fairly comfortable. The next day, Mom went out and brought home a TV. She had brought home some food the night before, and after she ate, we watched a movie that she bought when she was out. I still couldn't figure out how she was going to live without furniture and more clothes, but eventually things happened. On our second full day there, some men brought a washer and dryer, but they put them into the garage. Cherokee hid in the closet again, but I can't remember where I was during that time. Probably supervising (safely from the closet).
On our third full day there, a big truck came and several men brought in our furniture and lots of boxes. I didn't actually see them, as Cherokee talked me into hiding with him, but it was noisy and kind of scary with all those strange people in the house. By the afternoon, they were done, and they left. We now had the couch, the chairs, the tables, and the bed. All Mom's clothes were in a big box and it took her a while to put them all away in the closet. We came out later, when she was done working and it was time for our supper. It was an exciting day, and we were all very tired and slept well, after Mom made the bed. No more sleeping on the thing on the floor.
Before long, some more furniture came, brought by more men. There was something to put the TV on (the TV from home) and a place to put the good dishes. Most of the rest of the next several days were spent in the garage, unpacking boxes and putting stuff away. It was very hot, and when Mom had the big garage door open, we couldn't go out with her. She was always worried that we would go away. Fat chance of that! We liked to explore, but we would never forget to come home for supper!
Sometimes, Mom let us go out onto what she called the patio. It had a high wall around it and had some bushy stuff and some weeds growing in it. It was fun, though. There were some little creatures that were kind of green and they ran on the walls. What fun to chase them and catch them! Cherokee didn't catch any - he always left that to me. I would catch them and we both would play with them. Sometimes their tails came off and would lie there wiggling. That really freaked Mom out when she found one on the hall floor - a wiggling tail, I mean.
After a few days, some people came to stay for a couple of days. They slept on the futon in the guest room. I guess maybe they were guests. They stayed a couple of nights and then left. Mom seemed happy to see them, but they took her away for most of one day. Anyway, we weren't so happy to see them and were glad when they left.
Oh, ya-a-a-a-awn! This has really tired me out.
Yours,
Apache
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