Family Dog and I had a great chat this morning. At times it is difficult to determine what's going through that fuzzy little head of his, especially with the final transition into the House of Ego wrapping up today. A big move to the unknown can be a fairly stressful event for logical thinking humans, let alone our pets.
Truth be told he seemed really cool with the situation. More so than me, in all honesty. Family Dog reassured me that everything is going to turn out okay for all of us. Nothing will turn out as we imagine, but not necessarily in a bad way.
I'm not sure how he knows, but hearing him say that has a calming effect on my nerves.
He made a point to express Family Cat's concerns for the new residence. Family Cat and I don't really chat. Family Cat tells everything she needs to say to Family Dog and he, in turn, brings me her information like a good little liaison. Family Cat is good at getting her way.
Overall I believe it will be a smooth transition for both dog and cat, and I reassured Family Dog of this and he seemed to thoroughly absorb the information. My best guess is he will return to Family Cat and explain that we will leave her behind, that there is no room for her in the new place, that she will be discarded like the unwanted cluttershit we've thrown into the trash of late. Family Cat may be a master of manipulation, but that doesn't mean Family Dog does not know how to push her buttons to get back for all that mind control nonsense.
The moral of the story is that Family Dog is okay with this big, life altering move. In his words, the move is an adjustment, but he'll make the most of things and embrace change like a champ. Of course, he said all this with his big brown puppy dog eyes and some hearty tail wagging.
As for the Family Kids, well, that's another story. The plot runs fairly parallel with the mind control nonsense and the pushing of buttons, unfortunately the altercations result in a bit more than that of a spirited bark or a feisty meow. Family Kids do not talk with their eyes or hearty tail wagging and that's putting it mildly...things tend to get a bit more dicey than that. Will they be okay with the move? Time will tell. I contend that they are much better off in the absence of pesky time portals, making the transition worth the effort. Robert Lochaven is one thing, he is friendly enough, but who the hell knows what else might appear at your bedside at night. The past haunts and the future is frightening as it is, so why not reside in a place that you can live in the here and now?
Goodbye, House of Id...we have moved on...mostly.
Today's Jazz Hands are home, sweet home.
Day two-hundred and thirty-four complete.
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