I have just taken a new job in Great Falls, Montana. A new state and new areas to explore.
By: joealaska , 4:39 AM GMT on July 09, 2013
Yes, it was a bad start.
I thought I could hand carry the girls to the vehicle. It was their home and they would not be so stressed. Fluff was no problem. But Dutchie put up a fight from the start. The basic squirm move all cat owners know. But I anticipated it and adjusted. Both were in the car, secure. But I had to say Bye to Dianna, so I left them for a minute. When I came back, Dutchie was ready. Fluff could care less and watched the free entertainment.
I knew Dutchie wanted to bolt, and I was ready. But she easily faked me and was gone. She immediately went into a drainage pipe under Dianna’s driveway. Dianna was all over it, going to the far end and banging something to scare Dutchie back my way. That eventually worked, and Dutchie sprinted past me easily and sprang into a DENSE thicket across the road. No hope for a human to follow.
This could have lasted all day. That cat has more time than I have. We tried talking to her. Dianna went back to her house and I kept talking. Dutchie was talking back. I mimicked her. It took about 10 minutes, but out she came. I snatched her by the tail as she continued to play a game and stay just out of reach.
We all were in the car and I got the hell out of there.
Thanks Dianna for the quick goodbye. Dianna has the ONLY autographed version of my book, that has to be worth SOMETHING on EBAY.
Fluff occasionally put out a half hearted MROW. Dutchie was more adamant. Eventually she shut up, but started up again. Silence, then screaming. Sometimes just one good yell. She had a bite to eat from the buffet I laid out in the back seat. I swear she was eating and yelling at the same time. She almost choked.
It got better over time. I drove almost 500 miles before I stopped. BAKER CITY, OREGON.
Unloading the girls was a challenge. They are loose in the car, and I have a back seat folded forward so as to allow feline access to the trunk. In the trunk is all my luggage, as well as a litter box.. The trunk is pretty full.
When I turned off the car and turned around to grab a cat and put her in a carrier, there were no cats to be seen. They had both retreated to the deepest bowels of the trunk. Outta sight, outta reach. I arranged the cat carriers for efficiency, then called for the cats to come out. Right away, Dutchie appeared. Put in the carrier and delivered.
I knew Fluff would be more entrenched. But much less prone to bolt. My new car pops the trunk wide open when you hit the button. I did so. Fluff was exposed in her lair. She was comfortably sprawled at the very back, which was now closest to me. She gave no objection when I snatched her and packaged and delivered her.
I had scoped out the room before I brought the cats in. There were a couple narrow openings and I covered them up. Dutchie got stuck behind the TV console. Lots of scratching probably heard next door. They have roamed every inch of the room, 5 times. Dutchie is sleeping under the bed covers. Fluff is plopped right in the middle of the big bed.
Should be a bit more efficient tomorrow.
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