Saturday, May 22, 2010

Trauma Drama

So we are officially out of our house. Our first house that we lived in together as a married couple.

Pause for nostalgic purposes...

Well, we might have had a minute to consider this step in our journey together if only MONA HAD NOT LOST HER SANITY LAST NIGHT!

Mona has stayed with friends before, when we went out of town. She is often depressed when we leave her alone, so if we can, we find a place for her to stay. Oh dear God, I hope she's never done this to anyone else.

So what did she do?

We arrived about 9:30 pm, to our temporary home away from home, and Mona sat silent for approximately 12 minutes .... before the howling began. The howling and the crying that continued as we slept - correction - tried to sleep. About half way through the night she started propelling herself into the air, doing front flips like an Olympic Cat Gymnast, landing on her back on the bed, all the while continuing to cry. Gold medal performance for sure.

What on earth???????? She did at least 30 of those flips. FLIPS! That ended with her laying on her back! Without a doubt, we've been the cause of the most traumatic event in her kitten life.

So goodbye, little house. You were a good little house. You were all my little kitty ever needed.

2 comments:

Tina said...

Aw! So sad. She will forgive you one day, after she's had ample time to settle into the new digs and the old house becomes a faint memory...

Rough night that must have been! Glad she didn't crack a rib. Those crazy kitties!

Allison said...

Sorry for the late comment, but I'm finally catching up on your blog and this made me laugh out loud. I can just picture that sweet traumatized kitty flying through the air! I also got a big kick out of the former homeowner stories--crazy. We're getting ready for our July 4th party and thinking fondly about your visit to SD a few years ago...time flies.