Moving Right Along

Mom and Dad want to move... again. Didn’t we just do that? I’m not much for dates and calendars... but we’ve had one winter, one spring, two summers and we’re just in the middle of our second fall here. Why the hell do we have to move.... AGAIN? OK, so we have scumbag neighbors from hell. If you need details about that, check out my brother’s blog. And we hate the neighborhood. And mom and dad want a big piece of property. And they want a place all our own. OK, I get it... but I really don’t wanna move... AGAIN! So much chaos, living in a maze of cardboard boxes, organizing, reorganizing, planning... I guess it could be fun, but I was really just getting used to this place. But seeing as I’m not the alpha of the pack and Mom is, I guess the rest of us have no choice but t follow along with what she says. I should be sadder about the idea of leaving because that means Lily and I definitely don’t stand a chance together if I move... but ever since the whole electric fence thing, it’s pretty much put an end to that dream anyway. Well, I’m gonna go see if I can get an idea of the kinda places mom and dad are thinking about packing us all up and off to... Maybe I’ll get a say in it all.