Box Mazes

We moved!! I still don't know where we are, but we didn't move to that horrid place! The new house is HUGE, at least that's what I heard. So far all I see are boxes, boxes, and more boxes. I get lost every time I try to move from the kitchen to the living room! Out of the million boxes here, one has my kitty bed (But I usually sleep with Emilie), my food and water bowl, and all of my toys! I'm so worried it'll be lost - I love my toys!! Whew, all this worrying is making me hungry. I hope somebody hears me yowling and comes to the rescue, armed with food! If not, I'll go find a bed to sleep on, preferably with a person on it. Bye! Now, do I go left, or...  

Yikes

U see, before I was put in a shelter, I lived in alleyways that were dark and smelly. I lived in an alley in a town called......oh, what's it called? Sorry, I forgot. Anyway, it was horrible! (I'll tell you more details later.) But then the shelter found me, and at the same time Emilie and her family were on a trip over the summer and they adopted me. I caused so much mischief on the plane, I'll tell you that. But here I am, and everything turned out OK. I can't help being worried that we're moving to that place. I have enemies there, bad ones. Oh, this is making me a lot more worried. Ugh. Maybe a walk will help me calm down. At least, its worth a try. Well, next time I post we might have already moved, but, I'm not necessarily sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.....
Anyways, See U!