Moving day. My life in a trailer.
Correction. OUR life. Mr. Binks is a veteran mover and yet he still faces the day with a bit of trepidation expressed as only Mr. Binks can ~ gutteral, truckstop meowing ~ a widdy-biddy little paw reaching out through the carrier bars. He woulda preferred to ride in the back window.
There. Is. No. Food. Here. Who picked this place, anyway??????
Not quite sweet yet.
But it's home.