Holly posted this in the comments yesterday:
I know someone that needs to transport a kitty on a 4 hr trip. The cat has only traveled maybe once or twice to the vets 1/2 hr away. She has a carrier but needs ideas on how to get the cat through this trip. She will not drug the cat to accomplish this. Any suggestions?
I don’t have any suggestions – I’ve only once had to make a long drive with a cat, when I moved here from Rhode Island, and it was NOT fun (though it wasn’t that bad, either, she was a pretty laid-back cat) – but I know you guys can help out. If you’ve got any suggestions, please weigh in!
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I. B. Floofy. (Note that SOMEONE has chewed his whiskers down to nubs. I believe Norland is the culprit, but cannot prove it.)
Belly full of whiskers, Norland takes a snooze.
Pro Summer tip: line your windowsills with kittens to keep the cool air from seeping out.
“IF THAT NORLAND TRIES TO EAT MY WHISKERS, I WILL SLAP HIM INTO NEXT TUESDAY.”
Kennebec at the top of the pic, Stompers in the middle, and a glimpse of Floofypants over there on the right left.
After a nursing session on his favorite blanket, Kennebec is happy and ready to play.
Stompers and the Floof. They are the exact same shade of orange.
Stompers watches the Floof and does not approve of his skillz.
More watching…
“He is not doing it right. Make him STOP.”
And this movie from a few days ago, of Stompers trying to show Agata who the boss is. Yeah, good luck with that, little man!
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Dingwall Scotty goes for the stretch.
Sungold sharpens his claw on my pants.
Getting ready to complain. Wellington is the gentlest, sweetest of the bunch. He’ll let me hold and kiss him for a long time.
Bath time for Wellington.
Mr. Stripey and Caspian keep an eye on the feather teaser. Sungold sits in the background and tries to decide what to do next.
“FIRST YOU TAKES MY MOMMA AWAY ALL DAY LONG AND THEN YOU BRIEFLY STOPS PETTING ME WHY O WHY DO YOU HATE MEEEEEEEEEEEE?”
Mr. Stripey loves that toy.
Finally, a glimpse of Dingwall Scotty’s white spots.
I didn’t get any pictures of Brandywine yesterday because when I’m hanging out with her, she prefers to be RIGHT on top of me. That’s not conducive to good pictures – but it’s definitely conducive to a happy Momma kitty!
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Jake watches Newt through the fence, while Elwood stomps off and tries to figure out how he, too, can get outside the fence.
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Previously
2011: Macushla’s in charge of guarding the food.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: What a difference 10 weeks makes, huh?
2007: Is it just me, or do these look like weirdly posed scenes, like something you’d see in the JC Penney catalog?
2006: No entry.
2005: I mean, I have NEVER dealt with a cat in heat before.