Well, Squeaker did a little whimpering on the way to St Albert, but she's a pretty quiet cryer.
Once we got to Kristin's they really started to cry in earnest. I suppose when your life is based on smell, it is unnerving to find yourself in a strange place. Squeaker ran upstairs to hide under the bed and Emma found secluded corner. Good thing I sent along their bed and blanket. I hope Ty & Kristin got some sleep last night!