Callie’s Grand Adventure

When we started packing Callie started packing herself.

She was in very cramped quarters on the car ride and looked a little carsick when we arrived but recovered quickly. As the movers arrived we were heartsick to find her empty harness. No Callie anywhere. I don’t know why I looked down at the floor beside the fridge hours later, but there she was, wedged in so tight we had to move the fridge to get her out.

Several hours later she was stuck under the kitchen cabinets requiring removing a piece of baseboard to free her. She never cried.

And then a few days later when the washer and dried were installed she found a new place to play and trapped herself a third time. We’re trying to block the space so she can’t get back there.

I’ve heard of cats “disappearing” in a new house for days so we feel blessed to have found her quickly. I think Callie may have used at least a few lives on this trip, but all in all the move went well.