Uh oh, the suitcases are out again. Mooshy Mama is packing stuff, and hussling around. When she turns her back, I’ll climb in the bag and push the clothes out. She hates that! “Sylvester, stop that!” She has to fold them again but I just keep pushing them out until she locks me out of the room. Now the bags are packed and in the front room, I’m not letting them out of my sight. Earlier in the week, Annie was at the house, so I’m getting the feeling that Mooshy Mama and Alpha Male are leaving me…AGAIN!