Me and The Cats Made It
I stopped and rested for a few hours in a hotel room around 5 in the morning, took a shower, then stopped every 45 minutes after that for the next six hours to rest and drink water and some caffeine. Left at 12:30 p.m. from Lincoln City and got in here to our condo in Las Vegas at 2:30. Had dinner in Boise with a friend along the way as well.
Cats never said a word. I had them in a massive dog carrier that took help from Josh at WMG to get into the van. They had pillows and a blanket and they didn’t make a sound the entire way.
Kris and I put the carrier on a cart and got them into a bathroom here in Vegas. They are going to be fine. While we were at dinner they explored and are now hiding under the bed.
I do not have a brain to do email, but will get to it all tomorrow. So patience with me please on that. Thanks.
Ashley R Pollard
I think you deserve a medal for going above and beyond the call of duty. The cats deserve treats for being good kitties, and I do hope Kris and you have a better quality of life in Vegas. Looking forward to the tales of settling in.
It’s great here in Vegas, but I’m flying back tomorrow to the coast. Got months of work there, plus I want to attend a memorial service for a friend, writer David Bischoff on Saturday. So I am going to be in both places a great deal, since we also have a place there and our businesses are on the coast as well.
Why did I envision you as the masculine incarnation of Freya, with your cats pulling your chariot toward warmer climes?
Glad you made it okay. You’re hard-core!