The move was surprisingly non-traumatic, given that Caro & me had done almost nothing to prepare right up to a few days before.

She has chucked out a ton of stuff which made it much easier.

I was basically up in the new place and unpacked in about an hour from the movers arriving.

However.

The cats.

Punky hid under a blanket panting like a dog all day. He bounced back the next day though.

He is a nosey little b*gger and I could hear him last night while I was in bed, going around the flat opening cupboards and sliding open drawers.

It is like having a furry poltergeist.

Jasper reacted differently and went around growling at everything.
Trucks. Workmen. Punky.

Poor little Punky was trying to figure out why his best mate was acting so weird.

Jasper is nearly back to normal now, but it’s taking him longer than I thought.