Today we spent 8 hours crossing the state of Kansas. It was a long day of driving, but now we can officially say it: "We're not in Kansas anymore!" At about 4:00 p.m. MDT, we crossed the border into Colorado! We're finally in the state that will be our new home!
The Kansas crossing was long, but beautifully scenic. The eastern part of the state was surprisingly hilly, and we saw some really pretty scenes at the crest of each hill. The camera didn't really do them justice:

Maybe it's the geek in me, but I think wind farms are really cool. This one seemed to go on forever:

Paul and Curie both spent a good portion of the trip napping.

About 200 miles from the Colorado border, we started seeing signs for Prairie Dog Town, which boasted the "World's Largest Prairie Dog." I was excited by this for several reasons:
- Jamesha and I call each other "Prairie Dog," because we used to share a cube wall and we would pop up above the wall (like prairie dogs popping up out of their holes) to talk to each other.
- Last night at dinner Alex told us that there were several "World's Largest" things along I-70 in Kansas, and since we had been in the car for 5 hours without seeing any, we were starting to think that he was lying.
- The sign also promised rattlesnakes, buffalo, and a 5-legged cow
When we pulled into the parking lot of this sparkling gem of Kansas tourism, my mom rolled her eyes and said she would watch Sadie and Curie while Paul and I checked it out. The owner lady let us bring Curie inside so he wouldn't get too hot, which I thought was really sweet of her. Paul and I paid our $14 and ventured back to the farm, thereby dispelling Paul's fears that we were actually entering the House of 1000 Corpses and were about to be murdered.

The little prairie dogs were popping up everywhere!

Most of them didn't let us get to close before they retreated to their holes, but this one looked young, and probably didn't have a fear of humans yet:

Here we are with the World's Largest Prairie Dog! According to the sticker on his belly, he doesn't speak Spanish, but that's OK because we don't, either. You'll notice that my hair is blowing in the wind--about 2 minutes after we took this picture, the sky opened up and a torrential downpour began!


The other animals were cool, too, but the 5-legged cow was just kind of sad. She had an extra leg growing out right next to his tail. I didn't take a picture because I felt like I'd be exploiting her.
Back in the car, we noticed this cloud that looked remarkably like a prairie dog (look right above the billboard). We thought this was quite fortuitous.

It took me a good 3 minutes to extract Curie from his carrier when we were back in the U-Haul. When I finally got him out, he buried his head in my arm, and didn't come up until we got to the hotel. This cat does NOT like traveling.

About an hour later, we hit the state line!

And now we're here, in Colorado!

Our hotel is really nice, even though it's in the middle of nowhere. Curie is once again content because he has a nice big window that he can look out of. Sadie has been having a great time--I think she's actually going to be disappointed when we get to our new house!
Tomorrow is a very short day--just about 2 hours, and we should be in Denver!