...took all day! The boys are traumatised - yowling up a storm. The house is finally empty. I'm outta here. Motel in town tonight and on the road first thing tomorrow morning (Friday)
Song of the moment:
"I'm gonna have fun in my city - I'll be with my girl, she's so pretty"
The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
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