If you could see Lil’ Murph eyeballing the mountains of boxes, you’d agree he is thinking, in his way, “What uh, what’s going on? This is all about to affect me & our lives here isn’t it?”
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What you see here are boxes, clutter that’s making me crazy, and 2 exhausted darlings. Amidst the chaos, is a lizard covered with a tank top while resting his chin on his beloved 1960’s-ish chair, an oblivious dog is tired from being lazy all day (except for the walk he, Murph & I had), and I after a busy day, am brushing up on a decorating/designing book, because, well, why not? Yep, that’s life, currently.
“No, Mommy does not make a habit of burning a candle around me. She’s only momentarily being ridiculous. I might be concerned in what she’s reading because she already has a seeming addiction to accent lighting & decorating. See?’
“Mommy was a professional painter for many years & thought her wall paper stripping days were done. Our new home will be better, but needs a lot of interior, aesthetic changes. I’m tired from just thinking about watching her work.”
“Mommy is outside with me as much as possible before she gets busy again.”“Brother Dog has no clue.”
We will painfully miss very special Squirrels, Starlings, the little Hoppities, as I call them, small birds that only hop, a particular Robin & George, the spider that is a long-time resident at the back door’s corner, following him are the newer neighbors: Penthouse George & 1st floor George.
These animals know me. They know my car, they know my voice, & they know we’re friends. It is painful to leave them. I want to leave a note for the new residents about whom likes what to eat & how they will know they’re being serenaded to come outdoors with food.
Also, there are a few trees and plants very dear to me. One tree near the house has neat, visible roots. It seems magical.
Our new home has lovely plants around it. Another thing, it has high quality windows with a transferred warranty, but there’s a problem. They’re too high from the floor. Murph’s enclosure, even upon it’s stand, will not reach the sun and breeze. There is a lovely glass-sliding door that will fix this temporarily until a wall portion gets knocked out and rebuilt with a proper window for my Murph. We will miss much about what has been home for so long. I hope we will all be happy where we’re going. I wish our trees, some people and our critter friends could go too.
“Give me Lizardry or give me Death!” – Dawn Renee♥
