Easter - Stompa - Summerhouse
Rosa, Felicia, Stompa, Anna, me and the car filled up. It is not far way. About 30 minutes by car. Unless accidents in one of the 6 tunnels. Yes, 35% of the road is in tunnels. The longest 7,3 km (4,5 miles) under the Oslofjord.
It is so easy to pack the car with everything ++ we need. But the Cats... Ha-ha. They don't need to see the cadge. They don't need the smell. They read our inner thoughts. They hate to sit in a cadge. They hate driving. Pollution and torture at the same time. Maybe that's the same thing with different names. It allways takes much longer to catch them and bring them into the cadges, than the whole trip.
Felicia, she is so strong. That little creature. Anna can not bring her down from her fav resting place. No chance. I have to use all my force (strong man.LoL) to bring her down and into the gadge.
Stompa, what about him. He is shy. Just been with us for two days. Did he hide? Guess.
Well, we came across that line as well, and started our Easter Hollyday. Some cat-music, of course. Specially in the tunnels. The 3 of them could not understand why papa did hide the Sun. And curves. How stupid twolegs are. Go straight ahead.
The drive went very well. Until 4 minutes before the Summerhouse. The smell from Stompa. Ha - he has the same smell as his late mother. It stinked. To be polite. Opened the Sun roof. Relief.
When we arrived - first thing: Cats out. All of them know the place. And love it. Can't tell with words how they enjoy the meeting with their summer paradise. Look at the pictures. Can you see them?
But it was cold. Frost at nights. Snowing on Easter day. Stompa ran away. We went home with Rosa and Felicia. We left Stompa. How cruel. But he is used to stay out at nights.
On Monday, I drove to S. just arriving from Madrid, and we went out to the summerhouse to bring him back. He is back. And happy.