Sock Munkee had a busy day back in NY with his girls. He may be a traveler, but there’s nothing he likes more than hugs from his two favorite girls, J & L. I’m sorry, but with his popularity growing I just can’t reveal their real names. He doesn’t want his family impacted by all the notoriety. (Yes, he did say that with sarcastically. He is really quite modest.)
Anyway, back to the trip to CO. After an amazingly restful night at the hotel they got on the road again pretty early. Though he made sure everyone who wanted it got some breakfast, they didn’t do any lollygagging. He didn’t even stop for coffee, just grabbed one of the free cups in the hotel lobby and they were off!
The drive was extremely windy. Diz and Bit kept meowing from the back that the car was going to blow off the road. That, of course, put the mingos in a tizzy and pink feathers were flying everywhere. Forget the wind outside the car, Sock was having a hard time seeing through the constant barrage of feathers. Eventually, using his amazing talent for calming creatures, everyone settled down and the mingos even took a nap. With quiet, other than his oldies playing on the tape-deck, the morning flew by and before Dizzy could blink they were pulling into McDonald’s for lunch.
Sock likes to take the girls to McDonald’s once in a while for a special treat. That was the only hard part of stopping there on the trip. It made him miss his girls. But, he promised them he would help their aunt with her move to Colorado, so he persevered.
After lunch they went outside to stretch their legs a little. Of course the mingos had to have their picture taken again.
Once Sock managed to get everyone back in the car, he kept up a tough pace. See, he loves all these critters, but being in a car with them all day was starting to get to him. And of course, at the next hotel, Bit managed to get under the bed to hide again; Diz tried to pull a Houdini but was grabbed just in the nick of time; and the mingos drove everyone nuts preening in front of the mirror over the dresser. The morning couldn’t come soon enough for Sock Munkee.
On the third day he was determined to reach their destination. Stops were few and far between. The wind hadn’t let up much. Thankfully, his crew figured out he was having to concentrate to keep the car on the road and they didn’t whine too much.
Finally, they pulled into Northern Colorado. My son met them at the house to let them in (I had to work). By the time I got home everyone was relaxing in the backroom watching TV. Okay, not everyone. Sock was sitting in our front room by himself. I think he wanted some quiet time after listening to the kitties screaming to get out of the car. Of course, once they were out of the car, they started screaming about being in a house with a dog. Sheba was very gracious though, and didn’t even bark at them.
They made it to CO, but that’s not the end of the story. Sock Munkee’s girls were worried their grandma would miss them too much over the holidays, so they wanted him to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas out here. Tomorrow we’ll give you a peek at a rather piggy Sock Munkee.