Furniture, At Last

The movers have come and gone, depositing everything that remained in my storage unit in various parts of the new apartment. (This does not, of course, mean that I have a real phone or internet at home.) Orion and Ms. Spots were mercifully inclined to nap through most of the process, though they did get up and explore from time to time. I got the distinct impression that while they are as fond of novelty as the next rabbit, they have had quite enough changes of habitat in the past few weeks and do not want any more of this.
Unfortunately, they will have to put up with still more. There is a vast amount of unpacking of boxes to do, some of the furniture has to be put back together before anything can be done with it, a new desk will have to be found to replace the one that fell apart on the way out of my bedroom to the storage unit, and so on and so forth. There will be much scanning of clothing and upholstery for signs of carpet beetles, as these abominable creatures staged a massive infestation shortly before I put everything in storage and it is unlikely that I managed to destroy all of them. (So far there have been signs of past infestation, like the shed skins of the voracious larvae, but no noticeable new holes in anything I've examined.)
The rabbits have also had to put up with their human disappearing for two days on a trip to Our Nation's Capital, where an exhibition of modernist photography was about to close at the National Gallery. The exhibition was good and the catalog was purchased, some excellent Thai, Vietnamese, and Indian food was consumed, and the latest designs at Archelaus Cards were discussed. As far as can be ascertained, Ms. Spots and Orion were pretty much OK with having my friend Travis feed and entertain them during the Washington extravaganza. Ms. Spots already knew Travis, but Orion is cautious about new humans, so he was probably non-pettable the whole time. Both were eager to be petted upon my return.