Of course, at the airport there was the inevitable last minute lacking issues. As we had been living out suitcases for the past five days things had been packed extra into our luggage, moved around, plus we had two boxes of wine and spirits that we were taking on the plane as the packers had recommend not to ship this as it can create lots of extra costs plus delays. After a little repacking and help from kind airline staff we breezed to security. I had ended up having to take a bag I was planning on sending checked, as hand luggage. I clearly hadn't looked in it properly at check in time as the bag was pulled aside for further investigation. Right at the bottom on the bag was half a ton of toiletries- whoops! After a quick explosives scan we were through and on our way. The flight was fine but BA Premier Economy are pretty rubbish compered to Virgin, but the extra legroom was appreciated as it felt like a very long flight this time.
After landing we breezed through security etc, the airport decided not to charge us a penny for all our wine and spirits which was a great ending and we flew through the gates to see my gorgeous man waiting for us. Ethan ran straight into his arms and broke out sobbing in huge great, choking tears, saying I missed you so much Papa, so so much. We were all very emotional and being back together felt so right.
Then theres the truck, what a beastie she is- Ethan was so mega excited to see it and he totally loves it to bits, all I can say for now... HUGE!!! We got to the new house quickly (about twenty minutes of course) and I ran straight down to see the dogs. They were very happy to see Ethan and I and enjoyed showing us how fast they can sprint around the garden. After the excitement we all finally crashed in bed after about 22 hours straight awake.
Waking up in our new house was strange, not knowing where light switches etc are is an odd feeling but I also felt quite relaxed and at home straight away. We spent 'Day One' shopping for some household items and running a few errands we needed to do, and today (day 2) is much more of the same. The area around us is peaceful without being too quiet and it feels very odd to have so much more living space!
However, I did welcome my woofs in a similar way to which I said goodbye to them. With a bath for one... Yesterday morning I was sitting in the lounge with the dogs, the backdoor was wide open so that they could wander in and out and it was still dark outside. All of a sudden Detour went dashing out barking at something which I assumed was a cat, I called him back and went to the backdoor to see what it was he was woofing at, he snuck back over looking like he'd been scratched in the face or something making the oddest faces at me, at the moment I thought 'Oh No, he's been hurt', a mega stink hit me and I relayed he had probably been skunked! The whole garden smelt bad and the smell drifted along into the house. Normally bad smells don't bother me but this actually made me gag. I swept Detour straight downstairs and spent ten minutes washing his head off. Luckily the smell washed off just fine, it can permeate into things so I think we got lucky and hopefully Detour has learned his lesson! So really, I think I wall always remember my welcome to Denver by Skunk...
My Welcoming Party...
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