The time has finally come for Jaryd and I to move out of the house and into our own grown up home. We started the never ending death march of packing last night and Buddy didn't take it well.
After doing about twelve laps of the house at full speed and then chasing a rolled up piece of masking tape for about 20 minutes he stood still long enough for jaryd to put a box over him. He then Maru styled it out of the box. Don't know who Maru is. Check it.
I then started to pack up the linen and opened the small cane wardrobe where we keep the towels and began offloading. I left it open with one bath mat still in it to get a drink. I came back and noticed the little door had shut which wasn't unusual as it normally closes. I opened it up and Buddy was staring back at me like I had just walked in on him making a one man porno. I didn't grab a photo at the time because I was rolling on the bathroom floor laughing but if I can find one similar at home I will post it in due time.
We then shut the door and went back to packing. About two hours later he emerged to lie at our feet and scratch them anytime we stretched our legs in our sleep.
Looking forward to putting him in a cat cage for the move.
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