We spent 5 days (very long days) driving cross country with the kids and cats in 2 cars from CA to FL. We kept the kids separated and that honestly seemed to be a pretty smart move on our part. We also made sure to stop for lunch at restaurants with playgrounds as often as possible. That seemed to help keep them entertained. Upon arrival, one of our cats went into hiding (likely out of protest over her traveling conditions), but reappeared a day later inside a linen closet much to everyone's relief (well, mostly everyone).
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| K with her "war wounds" |
After a day spent hanging out at the house yesterday, we decided to load the kids up and head across town to the San Luis Mission so everyone could get out, run around, and take advantage of this gorgeous weather. All was fine and good until K got pecked in both eyes by a chicken. Admittedly, we were warned that this particular chicken was a bit on the ... restless side. In fact, the chickens had apparently just been attacked by a hawk that morning, and one of the roosters had been eaten by a fox a short time ago. Clearly chickens lead a rough life here. But I have learned my parenting lesson of the week, and we're now ready to move on to other things.
Funnily enough, when the lady who wrote the incident report about the chicken asked if K was up to date on shots, I could without a second thought say that she definitely was. I suppose that's one benefit of this new lifestyle :)
Seriously. Chickens...
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