Kenzie Makes a Move

A couple of weeks ago, we moved to a new apartment. It was quite the traumatic experience for Kenzie, who squealed from confinement in the bedroom as we carted our stuff out to the UHaul, trip after trip after trip. She just didn't understand what was going on! Before the big day, she helped with packing as she could, of course. But most exciting was the discovery of long-forgotten balls and rawhide bones and other goodies underneath our couches and dresser, where she just couldn't reach...a whole slew of "new" toys!

I must say, she has settled into her new home quite comfortably, ecstatic to have carpet instead of slippery hardwood floors — perfect for lying down for a rest at any given time, and for getting good traction when she runs around the apartment in a frenzy.