Well, I have had a
good nap, so I can continue with our adventures.
Finally, one day, Dad
was in the garage, giving stuff to people who gave him pieces of paper, when
Dad brought home something behind the car that he called a trailer. They started putting the taped up boxes in
it, and when it was starting to get dark, Mom made us get into our boxes and
put us in the car! We were getting
seriously frightened by then. Some
people came, gave Dad some more pieces of paper and took the rest of the stuff out of the
garage. He closed the garage door and
locked up the house. He and Mom got into
the car (which was stuffed to the ceiling with things, including us), and off
we rolled. It was like being in a closet
or something. Mina and I were facing
each other, but there was all kinds of stuff covering our boxes. It had already been dark for a while, so we
didn’t roll for very long. We stopped so
Mom and Dad could eat something, and then we rolled on for a little while. Then we stopped and slept in a little house
with just a bedroom and a bathroom. It
was nice to be out of the boxes, but it was a strange place that didn’t smell
like home. We snuggled with Mom and Dad.
In the morning, they
put us back into our boxes and we rolled off again! We continued to roll all day long. I was not too scared, as I had done this
before, when Cherokee and I moved with Mom from Massachusetts to Phoenix. Mina, however, was quite concerned. She couldn’t understand being shut up in her
box for so long. I told her to just go
to sleep, and she would wake up when it was time to get out of the box. We both slept, and went into another little
house called Texas. It was quite late in
the day already.
The
next day was a repeat of the previous day, but this time the house was called
Austin. Mom and Dad left us in the
strange place all evening, and went to her nephew’s house, where they ate a
wonderful dinner. We just had dry
food! The house we were in was very old
and not in very good condition. Mom said
that the only thing good about it was that it was cheap. Again, we spent only one night there.
On
the following day, Mom said that they had to change their plans. They wanted to go see her sister in Florida,
but she said it was way too hard on Mina and me to keep going for so many days
in the car. Yes!!! Finally, she was thinking of us! She said that we would turn north and head
straight for Massachusetts.
Massachusetts? Didn’t we leave
that house once, a long time ago?
Anyway, we got into the car again and that night we spent in a little
house called Arkansas. Mom said there
had been an accident on the freeway and the traffic was stopped. They decided not to go on to Memphis, and
stayed in the little house right by the freeway. It was much better than the house called Austin. I was really going stir crazy,
and had to see out the window or die!
Mom helped me to get into the window, behind the curtains, and I stayed
there for a long time, just dreaming of freedom and maybe being home
again. Mina was just trying to get
attention all night and woke Mom up. Dad
spent some time on the computer, since the house had something called free WI
FI. Neither one of them slept very much.
They said the traffic was much better the next day, and we reluctantly got into the
boxes. Mina fought very hard against it,
but I told her it was useless. Mom and
Dad are bigger than we are, and they will always win! Mom kept saying that a storm was coming and
that we needed to keep ahead of it. She
thought maybe it would not come quite as far as we were, but we kept on
rolling. We stayed in a little house in
Ohio.
When
we went to the car the next morning, it was pretty cold and I was
shivering. Mina complained of the cold,
too. She made a big show of not getting
into the box this morning. She hid
behind a piece of furniture and Dad had to pull some drawers out so he could
get to her. She was pretty mad, but
after the car warmed up and we were ready to sleep, she calmed down. What else could she do? Mom said it snowed a little while we were
sleeping, but fortunately, I didn’t see it.
Mina wanted to know what snow is.
I tried to explain it, but she didn’t really understand. On we rolled and rolled. Would we never get out of that car and living
in the little houses? Mom said that we
got to a house called Niagara Falls. It
was so terribly cold in the bedroom. I
shivered and shivered. We snuggled a
lot. Mina went under the covers.
In
the morning, the room was finally warm, but then we were stuffed into our boxes
and taken out to the cold car. How much
longer? I have resigned myself to the morning ritual of getting into the box. Mina, on the other hand, it getting worse and
worse about it. She hid deep under the
covers, but Mom and Dad saw her easily as a big lump in the bed, and picked her
up. She fought and fought getting into
the box, but, of course, they won and in she went. The car stopped a couple of times, but
eventually we got somewhere with people who hugged Mom and Dad. We got out of the warm car into the cold, but
then we went right into a house. It was
a pretty big house with just one problem – there were other cats there! I think I know them. They are called Mr. Purr and Millie! I believe that I knew them in the Massachusetts
house. I thought I was rid of them
forever, but here we are again. However,
if this house is called Massachusetts, what happened to the other one called
Massachusetts? I am beginning to wonder
about this.
The
next morning, we did not get up and go into the boxes. We did not get into the car and roll. We ate breakfast and hid. We found a nice, quiet place in the wall in a
bedroom where Richie (Mom’s grandson) lived.
I remember him from when he stayed with us in the house called
Phoenix. We were so scared that we would
have to move on again, that we hardly ever came out of the wall for days. Sometimes we didn’t even eat. Did I say that?
Well
remembering all of this stuff has made me very tired. Nighty night!
Yours,
No comments:
Post a Comment