Rob and I hit the road about 1:30 p.m. on Thursday, June 15. The movers were incredible: They had everything loaded into the huge moving truck within a little over three hours. Their fast work allowed us to get an early start.
We drove until 10 p.m., stopping in Chattanooga, Tenn. The next day we stopped in Indianapolis and had a late lunch with my brother John and his wife (who are also packing up for a move to Ithaca, N.Y., to be near their son). We finally reached Marshall, Mich., late afternoon.
There is something about the midwest that makes you feel at home. Or maybe it is just the fact that Indiana/Illinois are home. Florida was never home; it was a place where I lived.
Katie was a good traveler. She didn't whine or cry. She mostly hunched over the divider between the two front seats and seemed to watch out the front window. Sometimes she would curl up in her bed and snooze.
Traveling and temporarily staying in a hotel, at Rob's and now at Jennifer's has affected her eating habits, though. She is normally a secretive eater--preferring to daintily quaff her appetite out of view of anyone else. And she doesn't understand that food left in the bowl will be snarfed down by others.
That's what happened at Rob's house. His two dogs feasted. And now Jake likes to partake of Katie's untended meal.
It's fun to see Jake and Katie together. Although he is a white labradoodle and she is a bichon, he looks like her big brother, literally. He, of course, let her know (nicely) that this house was his turf. She hasn't minded that at all. Last night, though, she put her paw down: She and I had gone out for a reintroduction to White Castles. She didn't want any in the car, but when I was eating them at the house, she decided they might taste good. I gave her a bite; she gulped it down. I gave her another. Jake then decided he needed to investigate this food situation. He started toward her morsel. Katie growled; he turned away. Good for Katie! She asserted herself! Every female has to learn to do that!
Katie and I are headed to our new house this morning to paint my bedroom. Movers come on Wednesday.
Your Reluctant Rover,