Thursday, 24 December 2015
Packing for Adelaide has taken two evenings, and each evening I've opened my bag and put it on our bed in order to stuff various things into it.
Each night Pinto has eschewed the comfort of the surrounding bed in order to find a spot tucked in the suitcase.
I think that by now she knows when we are packing to go away and she doesn't like it. In fact by the end of the evening after pizza, packing, then cleaning, we had to search the house for her. We eventually found her sheltering in a tiny corner of the games room, looking out at us anxiously with wide eyes. Poor Pinto. I'd worry more, but I know she'll be in good hands with our house sitters while we are away