By packing day, all had been going well for the move. But then the packers arrived early, taking us by surprise and we didn’t have the cats locked away in their cages. They were hanging out in the master bedroom. I think the plan was to put them in the hall bath. So when strangers entered the house and we opened the master bedroom door, Daisy when crazy!! She’s the kitten we got last January and we had no idea how she would react to a move. Shadow, thankfully, is an awesome mover – the best moving cat we’ve had!
Daisy is afraid of strangers and her sole mission is to hide to keep herself safe. The problem is we had no idea where she was hiding. She headed for the couch, but we turned that couch upside down but couldn’t find her. We were in deep freak-out mode! Of course my wild imagination worried that she would get packed in a box. Rich, the more rational one, said that she would never let a packer pack her in a box and he was confident they wouldn’t pack her anyway. Well, from our previous packing adventures, I wasn’t so sure about that.
Anyway, we stressed for hours while the packers packed up the entire house. We didn’t bother putting Shadow away, hoping he’d find her and let us know where she was. He is such an awesome kitty, he was totally chill for the 6 hours they were there, but we never saw where Daisy was hiding. We looked and looked and called out to her but no sign of her – we were stressed beyond belief.
We’d talked earlier about doing our usual Residence Inn with the cats while the packing was going on, but somehow we thought it would be better if I was there to help Rich with the packers, and to make sure boxes were marked properly. Ha! We were totally oblivious to what the packers were doing and we didn’t care. All we cared about was finding Daisy and making sure she was safe. We were just sick with worry!
The packers finished and left, and all we could think to do was rest on the bed, hoping once the house got quiet, she would come out of her hiding place. Which is exactly what she did. We suspected she had crawled up into a small alcove under the left arm of the couch.
Daisy’s favorite red chair – she is small so she can hide in a lot of places, even if it means ripping a hole underneath the furniture.
Daisy’s favorite hiding place – the red couch – we suspect she crawled up under the arm of the chaise side because she was nowhere to be found when we turned the couch upside down.