The cat is ready to go...

We measured her (again, just to be sure), bought a new, larger cat carrier, scanned pages from her passport, and sent all the information off in an e-mail. Now I'm waiting to see what the quote will be to transport her.

I'm not one hundred percent sure that I got the measurements right. Measuring a cat's shoulder blades is tricky. Same as distance from head to floor. It's kind of subjective.

I'm ready to be told that we need a bigger carrier. Some websites say the distance between the top of the animal's head and the top of the carrier needs to be 10 centimeters, but I'm hoping for some French flexibility here. I think she'll be happy and cosy in the this one. And cats don't jump up or down like dogs do. I think.

By the way, yes, even our cat has a passport. She was born in Spain, and needed a passport when she moved here with her previous owner. Given her ability to adapt to new cultures and languages, I'm sure she'll integrate well into American life.

So, as she sleeps, I am back to work. Almost everything we are taking in the kitchen is packed, and I'm doing Anna's room next. The girl has a serious amount of stuffed animals that take up a whole large suitcase...