Found!

I got a happy email this morning. Rupert the Wondercat has finally been captured. It took a team of people as well as a cat trap to get him, but this morning I & V moved him into their living room where he can relax and recover. According to V he is doing very well, loving and purring and desperate for affection, and he doesn't seem to mind their dog and cats peering through the french doors to check him out. Now all we have to do is get him here and our little family will be reunited. Of course, before he makes the trip we are going to arrange to get him to the vet and have him seriously drugged for the drive. I don't want to stress him more than needed. And to think, we get to go through this again in a couple months when we buy a house. Yay.

We are slowly settling into the apartment. Unpacking is almost as miserable as packing, and between Marys attempts to help and my growing belly, it's slow moving. We also discovered that our bathtub leaks very very badly into the floor beneath it. When you fill up the tub, it drains like there's no plug in it at all, even when there is. It made for a very quick bath for Miss Mary last night.

We are still looking for a house, and we spoke to our real estate agent yesterday. So far there isn't a whole lot on the market, but we are hoping that once the school year ends, more houses will go up for sale and we will find something wonderful and perfect.

Anyways, Mary is demanding my attention, so I had better go give her hugs and cuddles.