After moving back to the lower 48, I have bought an RV and have been living on the road.
By: joealaska , 9:46 PM GMT on April 02, 2013
Monday morning I was up early getting the cats ready for the shots. My hotel experience with THE MICROTEL was borderline enjoyable. I chose them as pet friendly, and they were certainly that. But when I arrived after a long day, I had to wait for 25 minutes as two late arrivals just as I arrived took FOREVER to check in. (FOREVER= 25 minutes).
I arranged for a cab to be waiting at 8 AM, and he was there. The shots went well, the cats were deemed healthy. I was back at THE MICROTEL by 9 AM. We took the shuttle to the airport at 11 AM. I needed a skycap to help me get the girls to the counter. There was a bunch of paperwork. Then I had to remove each cat from the carrier so SECURITY could probe such carriers. With big electric probes.
Then they were gone, conveyered away into the blackness. Only then did it hit me. NOBODY wanted to see paperwork on the cats getting shots. It is a state law, but nobody checks it. I figure the extra night in Anchorage, cabs, meals, and shots cost me about $420 I did not need to spend.. OK, even if wanted to get the shots, I could have done it all in Seattle. OK, it did break the trip up for the pets. And they should get those shots. But still...
The kitties were great at the travel UNDOPED. After the longer leg of Anchorage to Seattle, they came out looking a bit disheveled just like me. But there was only half-hearted yowling. I had to take them on the shuttle to get the rental car. Many questions from strangers about what did I dope them up on.
There were no KITTY ACCIDENTS on either leg of the trip.
Last night I stayed at LA QUINTA in Tacoma within sight of the Port Of Tacoma. I could see 10 gantry cranes while Dutch only has three. Nice room, pet friendly, excellent staff. Josh at the front desk. Barbara as waitress in the restaurant.
I had a nice dinner last night there.
Stayed up last night late, and a few times after, petting the cats. The night before, they had a crack under the mattress they could hide in. Last night, no crack, although they did their best. When they WERE able to hide in that crack, both came out when I called them. They could have made it quite worse.
Up early again today. I repacked everything, and cleaned up after the cats. I just put wet food on the bathroom counter. They did not eat all of it. I carried kitty litter in heavy duty trash can liners, one bag for each night. I just opened the bag and turned it inside out, with the kitty litter now fully exposed. I opened it up as much as possible and put it in the bathtub. Then I dropped each cat in the litter to establish home base. They took care of the rest.
Then when I left I wrapped the whole mess up with itself, and discarded in a trash can outside.
Then I put the cats in the carriers and took them out to the car. Except this time, once we were all inside, I opened the carrier doors. Fluff elected to remain inside for most of the trip, with an occasional murmur. Dutchie was immediately out of there and bitching vociferously. For over an hour and a half of the two and a half hour trip to Ocean Shores. She was everywhere, including the dashboard. She really did not affect my driving, but I usually shooed her away. The other times I got a few good shots. There were a few times she shut up, only to again SCREAM to end the silence.
We pulled into Ocean Shores around noon. It was a very nice drive.
Dianna had given extensive yet succinct directions.
She has been busy taking care of friends who were needing help, so she was a bit unprepared.
I brought both cats in with no carrier. Dianna has a room set aside for them until they acclimate. Fluff arrived, was introduced, then hid under a table. Dutchie did the same. For a few minutes. Then she wanted out. We let her go, and she explored the house as Dianna and I chatted. One of Dianna’s cats came home- Rose, a white and black friendly female. She and Dutchie met, and there was a little hissing. Then the big test, Maggie the big dog meeting Dutchie. Last I heard, Dutchie was growling under the bed. I am sure it will all work out in time.
Dutchie has not worked with dogs very much, just FOX.
I have checked into an oceanside hotel. As I finish this, I will return to take a beach walk, then dinner with Dianna. I told her she can take us to wherever she wanted to eat, that she could even supersize it.
She seems to be the perfect person to take care of my girls.
VACATION NOW BEGINS
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