A reasonably priced hotel bridged the one-night gap between our Dover and Finchley sits. It also gave us a chance to check out what was going to be our new neighbourhood for the next three weeks.
The following morning our host kindly picked us up from the hotel and drove us to their house where we met the family, including Juno, the dog, and Cotton, the cat. We instantly liked them and it felt like meeting up with old friends we hadn’t seen in a while!
Juno loved her family and spent our first evening on the stairs waiting and watching for them. She also howled during most of our first night. We later found out that Juno regularly hung out on the stairs and once there wouldn’t budge unless food or walks were involved. The howls, however, never made another appearance.
The next day, once she realised we’d feed her, play with her and give her really long walks Juno got the spring back in her step and a very waggy tail.
Cotton, the cat, on the other hand, didn’t seem bothered either way. She was a bit feisty though so you never quite knew if she’d be nice to you or not.
We had two pairs of gerbils to care for too. One pair belonged to a neighbour and was just holidaying with us. Sadly, one of the gerbils died the night before we arrived and the other of the pair only lasted another week. We were left with just the neighbours’ gerbils who were very inquisitive, loved to chew boxes, and thankfully stayed the course with us.