Boxes! Boxes! Boxes!

Oh My Bunnies, this week has been crazy. First, Meredith’s parent’s showed up with the van and loaded it full of stuff out of our house. Then, Mike loaded our car full. We get to the lake and unload everything into the basement. We only hung around there for the day and then came back to Rochester and Meredith and Mike worked like mad sorting and throwing things away. I kept hearing, “Keep it? VOA it? Toss it? Plane or boat?” I felt like I was in the way, but did get a couple of good walks.

Then, on Monday people came to the house with boxes. I’ve never smelled so many boxes!! I had to stay in my crate for almost the whole day while they wrapped everything left in the house into paper and then put it into a box. Soon, the entire house was full of boxes. Meredith and Mike let me sleep on the floor next to their bed that night because I was a little bit freaked out by the whole experience.

Tuesday, the same people came back and did the same thing with the rest of the house and other people came and took the boxes outside into a big truck. The truck was only filled up half way but I guess that is standard procedure. The people said they ordered a 20 ft truck and got a 40 ft one. So they use what they have, I guess. Which is what I do- if there is only rocks to play with, I play with rocks.