Welcome to Bunchberry Cottage

Hello and welcome to Bunchberry Cottage.

We took possession of our new home on Sept 7, 2007. In order to keep friends and family up today on all the changes going on, we are going to try and keep a blog going.

First off, the name of our new home - we have not definitely decided to call it Bunchberry Cottage. First we have to wait and see if we have any bunchberries. We won't know until around April, but we think we spotted a few plants, so we are hopeful. Otherwise, we will have to go bushwhacking and see if we can find some to transplant, since you can't buy them in stores.

Now on to home life - our first month in the cottage was fully of the usual activity. Unpacking, unpacking, and unpacking. Within a week of our furniture arriving, so did one of the cats from the previous owners. They had warned us that one of their Mainecoons was on walkabout, and would we please catch it and return it to them.

So when it showed up at the back door, we did our best to catch it. Diane opened the back door and in it came. That was the easy part. Getting arrangements made to send it to it's new home was a bit trickier. For a few days we had a monster in the basement - or at least that's what our cats referred to it as. Meanwhile the cat sat at the top of the stairs explaining over and over that it did have full house privileges. It never seemed to notice that we weren't its owners.

After the Mainecoon went to its layover home on its way join it's family, we found out that it was their cat, but not the cat they told us about. Seems they had two cats on walkabout.

The following week we left for Florida for business and play. When we returned home, we were met by the second Mainecoon cat. He was as easy to catch as the first. We got out of the car and he laid down to have his tummy rub. So we had the second monster in the basement. He also didn't seem to notice that we weren't his owners. Same arrangements were made and soon this cat was off to join his buddy.

This time around Freya (our female Siamese) had a fit. We think she finally had too much stress - with the move, our leaving her, the two extra cats. She's nearly 16.5 years old and she doesn't cope with stress very well. It took several weeks, but we think we have her leveled out again.

And that brings us into Oct....