Mr Tennis and I are taking a reconnaissance trip next week out to our soon-to-be stomping grounds in California. We need to get our feet on the ground and look at some rentals and Mr. T needs to meet up with his new office people.
I will fly back and he will stay until a few days before closing on the house, when he will fly back again and then we make the trek across country with the Bostons and the moving van.
And Bumby you ask?
Bumby will be flying with us on Monday! She's thrilled! She's excited!
We have a visit to the vet planned tomorrow so we can get her records and some happy pills for Miss Bumby. Wonder if I can take them too.
Bumby has gone all diva on us and demanded a fancy carrier.
We like to call it the "Kardashian Kat Karrier".
Bumby likes to call it a torture device.
Miss Darcy likes to call it "mine", since we are actually borrowing it from her.
I've been putting her in it everyday for a few minutes so she is familiar with it and she gets a treat.
So, it should be an interesting 5 hour flight with a tranquilized cat and an uptight cat momma - yes me! I don't like flying much either, so I will have the human equivalent of Bumby's happy pill to take.
Don't you pity Mr. Tennis having to drag us both around the airport and then sit all that time with us on the plane? He's a good sport!
So here's where we will be looking for rentals:
The circled names frame the new territory Mr. T will conquer out west and we are going to try to rent a house within that area.
Realtor.com and Zillow have become my closest friends lately as I am constantly on those sites looking at GAZILLIONS of rentals which after a while all blend together.
So. Now you know the latest!
No Bumbies were harmed or mistreated during the photo session connected to this post.
Okay, she wasn't happy about wearing the glasses, but for a few treats she put up with it.