June 25
Yesterday's trip wasn't too bad, all things considered! I didn't have any major panicky moments, at least, and Fíli didn't get sick-sick, and the cat did not seem to have a problem with traveling after we put him in the back of the trailer.
The poor thing (strange, that coming from me)! Rolly probably had no idea what was going on, being cooped up in the car with so many people. Kíli suggested that it was because I was in the car that the cat was misbehaving in there. Humor at my expense notwithstanding, he may have been right about that. The cat slept in with Fíli and Kíli nice and comfy last night, anyway, and ignored me pretty much completely - though he did attack my feet when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night! He's a good watch-cat, if nothing else, and at least he gets along with Thorin and Frodo!
We are at a campground in southern Connecticut right now. There's no sewage hook-up, but that shouldn't be a problem for such a short stopover (just a couple days). We hadn't initially intended on stopping here, but after some discussion, we decided that it might be best if we don't take the trailer anywhere near New York! I can only imagine the traffic we'd cause with this thing. So, I am staying here with the boys while Thorin drives down to pick up Gimli.
He's left already, in fact. And, oh! I hope he doesn't get lost! Bless his heart, I love him to pieces, but he has gotten lost once or twice in the past (of course, my own sense of direction is even worse, so I can't really say anything!). Thank goodness for GPS, really! Hopefully, he and Gimli will be back here by the time I take the roast out of the slow-cooker this evening.
Oh! It turns out that among the goodies that Fíli and Kíli brought from their house were some freezer-pops, and Frodo had one for the first time yesterday (we usually get popsicles with sticks). And he had an absolute fit because they were so cold in his hand! He said that his fingers were frozen solid, and now he won't even touch a "freezie pop" unless we put it in a sock! And a rag or washcloth won't do - it has to be a sock. It is cute, really!
Slightly less cute is how... bold Fíli and Kíli are when it comes to killing insects. I've had to remind them a few times that it is best not to, well, punch the walls in a trailer while trying to "get" the bugs. The walls aren't as strong as the ones in their sturdy brick home, after all! And really, it sounds less like swatting, and more like a drum solo at times!