The move was successful. J and I loaded everything up ourselves, and it took us 11 hours to drive to his mom's house. The kitties were not happy. I fell out of the moving truck the next day while we were unloading everything and twisted my ankle. J and his brother had to unpack the truck while I sat around with a pack of ice on my poor footsie.
Kitties went to the vet yesty for their passports.