November 6th 2011 9:34 pm
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Yeah. Moved to a new apartment. We rode in the car for 6 hours. Then had movers bring in furniture and boxes. I lived under the bed for a couple of months. Really. Lived under the bed. Refused to come out except to go to the bathroom (litter box was in the bathroom). I graduated to creeping out from under the bed after mom was home from work for awhile. But I ran under the bed if I heard the slightest noise. Then I would come out during the day, but run under the bed when mom got home, and eventually come out. FINALLY, I got to where I would stay out during the day, AND stay out when mom came home, and when I heard noises. That process only took about 6, 7, 8 months? Yup. I'm a little cautious. Or neurotic. Either way. I'm good now. Me and Sash.