Grammie came home one day and said, "Miss Moco. I think we are going to move." Grammie is known for hair brain schemes so I didn't think much of her statement. Then one day 2 men came to help carry the furniture out of the house. Clara was put in that box thingy they call a carrier and we all went into the car. We drove for what I am sure was a very long way and stopped at a new house. This house had a long entry way that is perfect for chasing stuffies. It had a larger yard that was all fenced. Best of all it has a window that looks out to the street and I can sit there all day barking at intruders that step onto my area. Pappy yells, "Moco stop that barking. People are allowed to walk on the sidewalk." I just know when I am on guard they will not get closer to the house than the sidewalk. I am not sure why Pappy has not figured that out yet.
Grammie continues to have hair brain ideas, but none as large as "the move." More to come on another day.