 Well, the photographer showed up to take real estate photos first thing this morning. While he shot one room, I'd scurry off to another and make it pretty. After a half-hour, he'd got the shots he needed and was gone. Now, the lockbox is on the front door, the sign is up out front...and the property is officially...on the market.
Yes...the cats. (Sorry, I guess I've been caught up in other matters.) Beanie, Peanut, Cole, Pixie and Angus are all taking the turmoil quite well. They avoid it. Anything that makes noise, they don't want to know. Any stranger who comes in, they're gone. Any friend of ours who comes in, they're still gone...for a while anyway. But the best part about all this is the "challenge of the unknown..." Leave the tape gun on the floor unguarded, pile more than 2 boxes anywhere, or simply move stuff around...and for the cats, it's the "challenge of the unknown". The process is as follows: stare-down, sniff, touch, bite, climb, lay down and sleep on whatever's different.
As for Jasper, with every house showing, he and I go for a ride, make some stops, then finish off at the park. So, he's pretty happy too.
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on 2012-06-12 from 70.51.160.228
Good luck Wray...hope it sells so fast your head spins and it goes way above asking! Hey, what happened to the kittens...do you still have them all?
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on 2012-06-13 from 70.28.12.108
Wray,
Where are all the critters while this is going on? They must be be truly confused by all the changes that are happening? |
Chez Cheese
