Snoops here. We had a very interesting day recently. After Mom left and our human brother left for work, it got really noisy. Sgt Stripes, who spends most of his time upstairs, came running down.
Gypsy: What’s up, Stripes?
Sgt Stripes: I don’t know. I was sleeping and started hearing all of this banging and people moving around.
Snoops: No one cleared that much noise with me. Mom knows I need to prepare for any disruptions to my nap schedule.
Angel: Mom’s gone. It’s Blondie and some guy. What are they doing?
Sgt Stripes: It sounds like they’re breaking furniture. Whoa! What happened down here?
Gypsy: What are you talking about?
Sgt Stripes: Have you looked in the front room? It looks like Blondie finally cleaned it up.
Angel: Ooh. Yeah. Everything’s in bags and piled up.
Snoops: There is definitely something going on. We need to find Onyx. It’s her human that’s acting so weird.
Gypsy: There she is. Acting like she owns the kitchen again.
Sgt Stripes: What’s going on, Onyx?
Onyx: All I heard was that we are moving out.
Gypsy: Why are we moving out? I love it here.
Angel: I’m not going anywhere. I need to findhea hiding place.
Snoops: Onyx, are you sure everyone’s moving?
Onyx: I heard them say something about needing to get the bed put together so the small humans have someplace to sleep tonight.
Sgt Stripes: That does sound serious.Maybe you can just hide until they’re gone.
Gypsy: That’s a good idea. We can come back out when they leave.
The cats each find somewhere to get away from the noise and confusion. Eventually, they hear their human brother moving around, and everyone comes out of hiding.
Sgt Stripes: I think it’s safe. Blondie and the strange man are gone. And so is a lot of stuff. C’mon out everyone.
Gypsy: Good. They left without us.
Snoops: That’s okay with me. We’ve gotten used to you. Angel, are you around?
Angel: I am. But I have really bad news.
Gypsy: What’s wrong?
Angel: I saw Blondie put Onyx in a carrier. She’s gone. They’ve split up the Belleville Three.
Sgt Stripes: Well, rats. We were just getting into a good “pounce” rhythm.
Snoops: And she was finally getting socialized to being in a multi-cat household. She was even beginning to join us for breakfast.
Angel: It’s going to be weird without her.
Gypsy: Yeah. Since she started coming to breakfast, Mom has been opening three cans of food in the morning. We’re going to be back to two cans split between us.
Angel: That is bad news.
Sgt Stripes: But more treats to go around.
Snoops: Excellent point. And she really didn’t mingle with any of us.
Sgt Stripes: I think she was getting there. Is she going to be an only cat now?
Angel: I think Blondie said she was going to be reunited with Thunder Cat.
Gypsy: I hope they get along better than they did in our old house.
Sgt Stripes: Thunder Cat is a grey tabby, right?
Gypsy: Yes, she is.
Sgt Stripes: Oh, that’s right. Thunder is a girl, not a handsome mancat like me.
Snoops: She came to visit before you arrived, Sarge. She spent all of her time hiding under the cedar chest.
Gypsy: I forgot about that. Guess I’ll miss Blondie and the boys. But the boys were so loud they really scared me sometimes.
Sgt Stripes: They were excellent at handing out treats. Especially to me when I was upstairs.
The other cats agreed that it was going to be a big change then each went in search of some place to relax and wait for Mom.





































































































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