Two Good Eyes Just In Time to Explore My New Home

Hey y'all, my eye is finally all better. Yippee! And on the trip home from my last vet visit, we stopped off at an empty house so I could explore it.

What's this? I got to roam through the entire house, although I mostly slunk along the walls from one room to the next. I did check everything out, though, except for looking out the doors. I wasn't sure what might be hiding out there, waiting to attack me if I crept up to the door. Let me tell you, it was comforting to crawl back in my pet carrier after exploring, even though I usually fight going in there! But then I'm usually getting in to go to the vet, and this time I knew I had already been there. Surely my people wouldn't haul me back again on the same day.

Apparently this house is going to be my new home. There was not much furniture inside, certainly nothing I recognized. There was a bed that I could actually crawl under, so that might become my favorite new hiding place when we move in. I do like to crawl under the bed at my California auntie and uncle's house, then reach out and bat my paw at people when they walk by. What fun that is, especially since they can't get under the bed to catch me. That's my kind of place! And I saw a dresser with drawer pulls in the new house that I can play with in the middle of the night. Heck, maybe I'll get lucky and someone will leave a drawer open so I can crawl inside and curl up and go to sleep. Just don't shut me inside and forget about me, please!

I've seen packed boxes leaving the motorhome, and I think they must be ending up in the garage of the new house, because I saw lots of them there. I hope this doesn't mean I won't get to travel at all anymore. My people promise we'll still go RVing. I've gotten used to seeing the sights and would miss it if I never got to see anything new.

I didn't hear any roosters or geese at the new house, like my people said I would. I'm not sure whether that's something I will like or not, especially since they'll be on the other side of a tall wall and I won't be able to see them. I've heard and seen plenty of fat, waddling geese, but a rooster will be something else. What, exactly, do they sound like? I wonder if I can get over the wall and chase it? Probably I'll be too chicken to try it. Oops, is that what my people call a pun?

I can't wait to see what surprises might await me when we finally move a few weeks from now. Anyway, life goes on here in the 'hood'. The sun is shining, it's nice and cool, and it's time for my kitty nap. Wake me when something exciting happens. Purr-r-r-r.