[m i a o w] the cat

We had to be on the road by 11am. I managed to squeeze more into the back seat and boot of the Humber than anybody believed. We dashed into town to say goodbye to M’s mother and nephew and to fill up the van. In the meantime, my Dad drugged the cats :-0 and vacked the house (many, many thanks!). When we got home, we had One Hour. I arranged the electricity to get cut off, and did final packing (’packing’ meaning; stuffing odds and ends anywhere I could find a gap, and throwing things into the bin that should probably have been taken to the op-shop) while M gave our beautiful floors a final mop. Rick did some final Humber-whispering and assisted in assembling the new cat carrier.

I went to examine the cats. Saf was spread, whalelike, on the ground, looking like he’d had too many whiskies and white wines; while poor Mow had retreated to his bed box, and couldn’t be tempted to leave it. Dad had to help me get him. I stuffed both of them in a carrier each. They were drugged, floppy and unhappy. I began to worry about how they were going to survive such a long day of travel - four hours to Brisbane, then probably another four hours of waiting around and flying to Melbourne. Horrible.

M and I said goodbye to our house and I took some final footage of our acre - the trees, the little creek… It was very sad. But I almost didn’t have time for it to register. When I left back in April, not knowing if I would see the house again, I cried all the way out of town. This time, I was swamped by logistics and drugged cats. It was all over very quickly, which, I suppose, is a good thing. Dad took pictures as we drove the van, pulling the boat trailer, out of the gate for the last time.

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Goodbye beautiful house of Mark and Beths love and labour, much laughter was had within your walls,much work upon them, many a had a hervey bay adventure with the awesome M and B because of you, a splendid gem in our memories. There will be berr in the fridge when you get to Melb xx e.

ellise typed this on Jun 30 05 at 7:43 am

Have now had said beer, very gratefully, followed by a glass or two of red, but still can’t believe I am here - or that we will never see our house again! Some things are best not thought of…our visitors were what made our house wondrous.

beth typed this on Jul 06 05 at 10:29 pm

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