Moving day was yesterday. The dogs protested not be able to help. They wanted to give directions to the movers on what could go.
They saw the truck pull up. They watched from the door, unable to stop the men from taking all their stuff. Oh no!
Rooms emptied out. The kitchen table was gone!
The walls full of books were emptied and the boxes were gone.
At the new house, they were banished to the bathroom. They were helpless! I was being so cruel. No escaping here. Paddington did get stuck behind a box once the movers were gone. Unpacking and figuring out where things go, and what won’t fit will be a process. I’ll have to go back to the old house to get the clothes and whatever is left. Fun. 😬
The dogs were exhausted. They slept well. Good pups!
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