Meowsings Moves to Texas 13: 2 Cats, 2 Stories, Same Trip

Good evening Felinity Assembled, Elvira Mistress of Felinity, here.

I’m sharing this post and the contribution of Nikita, as he is resting after a visit to our vet today to have another urinalysis.

There was nothing to panic about but more on the results in another post.

So, let’s have Nikita begin where we left off. :-D

Part one is here. :-D

NIKITA:

After check-in came the first surprise of the trip. It wasn’t a surprise that I wasn’t going to go with Daddy and Elvira, but it was a surprise how the separation occurred.

Daddy took us to a nearby room where TSA agents were. He opened the top of the carrier, attached the leash to the harness and took me out. As I looked around and tried to put on my best “I’m innocent officer” look and smiled, the agents inspected my carrier for contraband.

I don’t know what they expected to find, maybe extra special Cuban Catnip, that’s illegal in the USA? :-D

And, no, they didn’t do a body pat down, or a cavity search, much to my disappointment. I had so looked forward to using a few choice words that even Elvira doesn’t know. :-D

After I was back in the carrier they attached a couple of cable ties for extra safety on the door, attached a numbered label and a document telling my destination and it was time for good-byes to Daddy and Elvira.

As for what happened next, I have no clue as, for some reason, the sedative kicked in in such a way that I felt it prudent to take a nap. I didn’t wake up again until the plane ride from Dallas to Houston, and then only long enough to discover a box of noisy fish next to me.

They must be used to traveling, or are a breed of “party animals” because they were having a blast in there, whatever they were doing. I couldn’t tell what was going on, because the box had no windows, and they didn’t give me the time of day, thought I tried to get their attention. Maybe they just couldn’t hear me, who knows. :-D

Daddy later said the TSA who told him about the fish, in Houston, had no idea what type fish they were, only that they were traveling from Alaska.

No wonder their accents sounded so much like that of Sarah Palin! :-D

Anyway, I couldn’t hold it anymore and promptly peed on the special pad in my carrier.

Embarrassed, I went back to sleep, not caring to investigate my surroundings any further.

The next thing I remember is awakening to find myself and Daddy’s luggage, being guarded by 3 friendly lady TSA Agents, at Hobby Airport, as we waited for Daddy and Elvira to come from the plane. They were real nice and friendly falling all over themselves in their praise of my Manly Self and apologizing profusely, to Daddy, for the lack of something they called “High Humidity” on the morning of our arrival.

Now, I turn the story over to Elvira. :-D

Comments

[Sparkle]

I'm so glad you made it safely! I bet your human was a little nervous - we've all heard the bad stories of kitties who had problems traveling below decks, or whatever they call it on planes.