5 am: I wake up, hear the bed springs creak, assume Sally rolled over or something and fall back to sleep.

9 am: We wake up, do all the normal morning ritual stuff, and its only after 10 minutes or so that we realize Mo has disappeared. Completely.

We call her but no reply, we turn the entire room upside down but she is nowhere to be seen. We look under the bed but its actually boxed in, there’s no way to get under the bed. We lift the mattress up to check but no she’s definitely not there. Were way too tired to deal with this intelligently so we for breakfast instead.

When we get back to the room we search it from top to bottom again but still no Mo. I remember the 5 am creaking and decide that somehow, Mo is inside the bed. Sure enough, we lift up the one bit of mattress that is exposed and find a hole. So we lift up the whole mattress and suddenly a big lump appears in the bottom of it that starts meowing at us. We get her out without any further damage to the bed or the cat and stick her back in her crate.

We hit the road around 11 am and it’s a long boring drive through the desert filled only with fun signs like “Turn off A/C next 10 miles to avoid over-heating” and “State Prison. Do not pick up hitch-hikers” - well duh.

We hit Phoenix around 3 pm and traffic was pretty light on the outskirts but as soon as we got closer in the freeway slowed to a crawl. Luckily I had my GPS with me and I’d already put a marker where our apartment was so we abandoned our maps/directions, dropped off the freeway and took the side streets to our new home...

Total Drive Time so far: 23 hours.

Mo status: Mo is definitely not happy being locked up anymore. Jodie, the girl in our apartment office offers her some water, but Mo just wants out by this point.