What My Cats Think About Their Recent Move to East Texas

The Mayberry Chronicles — Feline Edition

Paul Combs
Artisanal Article Machine

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A rare moment of calm, pre-move (Photo by author)

For several months I have been writing about my move from Dallas-Fort Worth to East Texas, a move that was finally completed last week. It hasn’t just been a culture shock for me, though; my two cats have now made the move with me (always bring the cats with the last load), and it’s been an adjustment for them as well. Since the two little rascals have run my life for a dozen years now, today’s installment of The Mayberry Chronicles is dedicated to their thoughts on this life-altering change (and if you’re wondering how I could possibly know what they’re thinking, you’ve never owned a cat; the relationship becomes telepathic pretty quickly).

They have known something was up for some time now as boxes were packed in the old apartment and furniture disappeared, but they have brains the size of a chickpea and memories even shorter than mine, and thus did not recall the last time we moved five years ago. This was fortunate, as both Sparrow (the deceptively cute feline above) and Pumpkin (below) went absolutely batshit crazy when I tried to put them in the small pet carrier then. This time, we lured them into a large dog crate and shut the door before they realized they had been tricked. Safely ensconced in a large cage, they howled for the entire…

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Paul Combs
Artisanal Article Machine

Writer, bookseller, would-be roadie for the E Street Band. My ultimate goal is to make books as popular in Texas as high school football...it may take a while.