Mooshi and Juju arrived promptly at 3pm. The driver that drove them up from London couldn't have been nicer. And what a patient guy he was. He had the cats in the backseat in their individual carriers - Mooshi was crying, apparently he cried the entire three hour drive. Juju didn't say a word. So odd! Juju has always been the talker.
My plan was to keep them in the conservatory. One room nice and sunny. The only problem was that the gardner just happened to be working (totally not planned) and was mowing the back yard and using the blower. Of course the additional noise didn't help matters. Even with the blinds drawn my two babies were completely freaked out. Mooshi was crying so loudly - he wouldn't stop; Juju came out of her kennel and went and sat inside Mooshi's kennel.
I didn't know this but apparently as part of the customs and import processing they completely clean up the animals and the kennels. When they arrived they didn't look as if they had traveled for the last 24 hours.
By night time both had relatively calmed down. We slept together on the air mattress, reunited at last. Up at five due to Mooshi crying (hungry) plus the morning light was streaming in. Juju finally ate this morning and everyone seems more relaxed (including me).
In another week D will be here and finally after living here for almost seven months we'll be all together.
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