Our Mom has her suitcase out. She's putting things in it and muttering. We aren't allowed in the room with her suitcase. I don't know if she is hiding things from us or if she is recalling how her Mother's cat "did something in suitcase" years ago as her Mom packed for England.
Anyway, she must be going somewhere again. First, she when to see the Aunts, Assumpta, Bea and Dibley. She stayed a long time.
Then, she went to Nashville to see Cheese, Sue and 1-4 Grace. She stayed a long time.
After that, she packed her suitcase for Atlanta and saw the RevGals. She stayed a long time.
Off to Washington to see PPB and many young gals. She stayed a long time.
Now, here she goes off to see Ireland. Who is that? She will stay a long time.
I don't care for it.
Who will keep our secret water bowls filled? Who will scratch my head and tickle the polka-dots on my tummy?
Who will go get Fish to give him cat cookies when he forgets to come to "Evening Cookie Time"?
Who will keep Dubby from getting into trouble?
Who will let Sister and Andy indoors, let them outdoors, indoors, outdoors...all day long?
Travel is not good. I'm against it. Really, really against it. Don't care for it.
Just so you know how I feel about it,
P.S. This is a picture of the suitcases and cases displayed at Ellis Island.