Sar chuckles lightly. "Its probably movers are probably driving the poor landlord crazy. I am sure my Mom left strict instructions for what they were suppose to do when they got there. We had better hurry to the apartment before they place the furniture where my Mom told them to." He laughs. "It sure seems that way. I guess its my Moms way of trying to be in control of things. She may not show it but I think she hates to see me go off to college." Sar nods and takes Tam's hand and hustles back to the apartment.<br/><br/>They get back in time to find the movers and the landlord at their apartment door arguing about getting in the apartment. Some of the other tenants watching the argument. The landlord a casually dressed middle aged fox. The movers are several large very muscular bears wearing overalls.<br/><br/>The mover growls showing the landlord the manifest. "Listen buddy. I have orders right here to move THESE boxes into THIS apartment. Now just open the door and let us do our job." He tries to use his big size to intimadte the fox and get him out of the way.<br/><br/>The landlord stands his ground not showing one  bit of fear even though the movers are much bigger then him.<br/>" Listen.... Buddy... I don't care what you have. I will not open the door to ANY apartment unless I have been given permission by the tenants. So you can just turn around get these boxes out of the hallway. They are blocking it."<br/><br/>Sar quickly runs up the stairs and opened the door to his apartment. "Woah. Hold on everyone. I am sorry we didn't get here sooner. You guys are early and I am sorry I didn't tell you sir about the movers. I didn't know about that. We thought we would be here before they arrived. "<br/><br/>The fox grumbles. " Fine. Well. Next time be sure to tell me about those things. " He just pushes his way past the movers walks down the stairs and shuts the door to his apartment.<br/><br/>The mover looks at Sar and shakes his head. "Alright. Well lets get going. We don't have all day.  We have a truck to get unloaded. So where do you want your stuff put."<br/><br/>Sar looks at Tamara and smiles. "Talk to her. I trust her judgment." He leans over and nuzzles her and walks inside the apartment with the movers right behind him.