Wolfgang moved from his apartment to a duplex last weekend. We helped out a little, and I'll share this public service announcement:
The first weekend in August is probably the MOST busy time for moving - definitely feel it in a college town! Get that U-Haul reservation WELL in advance. Yeah, Wolfgang didn't have one of those.
Lucky for him, he has some friends who have a big a** van they're converting to a camper, so that van toted most of Wolfgang's stuff . He had to be out of his apartment by midnight Saturday, but couldn't move into the new place until noon Sunday, leaving him homeless for 12 hours.
He stayed the night with his van friends while we housed some of his stuff along with his rescue cat, Maisey. In general, cats don't like change, and Maisey easily falls into that category.
|Maisey in calmer times|
She was a grumpy kitty after having all of "her" things packed up and removed, then being stuffed into a carrier only to arrive at an unfamiliar place housing two dogs and a fight club cat. Nope, not amused at all.
She spent the night and most of the next day camping in Magnum's office. Social time allowed some petting but was accompanied by intimidating hissing. It was quite an ordeal to get her packed up once again to move to her new digs, but Wolfgang reports that she seems happy now and has figured out that she's "home".
But she put up such a fight on Sunday, that we had to call upon the expertise of Jim Fowler. Remember him?
More seasoned *ahem* readers here might remember Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom TV show. I remember watching it on the weekends and seeing Jim wrangle various deadly creatures, all while being narrated by Marlin Perkins ala "watch Jim almost die from the anaconda/ rhino/ panther/ etc."
So Magnum played the part of Jim and managed to scoop the wary Maisey with a towel and chuck her into a basket with Wolfgang at the ready with a good lid. Success, whew!
Marlin and Jim would be proud.