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How Many Meows Per Mile?
Jul. 24th, 2005 12:48 amTwo humans, three cats, one small icky, damp hotel room.
We drove somewhere in the neighborhood of five hundred miles today. We're just north of Savannah, Georgia, after having spent an incomprehensible amount of time trying to get between oh, north of Dale City and Fredricksburg. I think it took us two hours or something like that. Needless to say, we were hoping to be much closer to Orlando by now, but we're not. We pulled off the road a bit after 11, Cayne fell asleep by half past and I'm still up.
Widget and Gizmo seem to be handling the trip well...they've spent a lot of time snuggled up together, sleeping in the cat carrier, or wrestling, or just hanging out. There's the occasional meow from them, but that's usually because one bit the other too hard while they played. Beta on the other hand...is an entirely different story. He doesn't travel well, because being confined to the cat carrier is awful for him. If we let him out of the carrier, he'll sit on top of it, or on the floor under the feet of the person on the passenger side, but otherwise we count our trip in meows per mile. (For the record, at highway speed, it works out to about one every five seconds, which means about twelve per minute. At less than highway speed, the frequency increases.) This is despite the sedative the vet gave us for him, which doesn't seem to be doing much. If we have to do this again, I think I'll ask for a different sedative...or fly with him-I opted not to fly with him because I can't imagine not taking him in th cabin, and well, he just doesn't fit properly in a cat carrier that fits under the seat. Beta is at the moment, sleeping on the hotel desk, which I don't mind because at least he's sleeping, which he didn't do at all last night. Widget is curled up next to me in bed, and I have no idea where Gizmo is, but she has to be here somewhere.
For some moving/pet humor, check out How to move your hippo courtesy of the United States Postal Service. I got a good laugh from this on Friday afternoon when I was really at the end of my rope.
Need to figure out where we're staying tomorrow...whether it's in the empty apartment with no furniture, no net, no place to sit, or sleep or anything, or in a hotel room. I'm voting for the second, Cayne for the first. I agree with him on the importance of getting "home" and settled, but well, when nothing is there, and you don't even have a chair, (our stuff doesn't arrive til Tuesday) and he's got to go to work, leaving me to deal with everyone/thing, then a good night's sleep would help.
Fortunately I should be able to manage a nap tomorrow in the car. We're leaving here bright and early. Next post...Orlando.
We drove somewhere in the neighborhood of five hundred miles today. We're just north of Savannah, Georgia, after having spent an incomprehensible amount of time trying to get between oh, north of Dale City and Fredricksburg. I think it took us two hours or something like that. Needless to say, we were hoping to be much closer to Orlando by now, but we're not. We pulled off the road a bit after 11, Cayne fell asleep by half past and I'm still up.
Widget and Gizmo seem to be handling the trip well...they've spent a lot of time snuggled up together, sleeping in the cat carrier, or wrestling, or just hanging out. There's the occasional meow from them, but that's usually because one bit the other too hard while they played. Beta on the other hand...is an entirely different story. He doesn't travel well, because being confined to the cat carrier is awful for him. If we let him out of the carrier, he'll sit on top of it, or on the floor under the feet of the person on the passenger side, but otherwise we count our trip in meows per mile. (For the record, at highway speed, it works out to about one every five seconds, which means about twelve per minute. At less than highway speed, the frequency increases.) This is despite the sedative the vet gave us for him, which doesn't seem to be doing much. If we have to do this again, I think I'll ask for a different sedative...or fly with him-I opted not to fly with him because I can't imagine not taking him in th cabin, and well, he just doesn't fit properly in a cat carrier that fits under the seat. Beta is at the moment, sleeping on the hotel desk, which I don't mind because at least he's sleeping, which he didn't do at all last night. Widget is curled up next to me in bed, and I have no idea where Gizmo is, but she has to be here somewhere.
For some moving/pet humor, check out How to move your hippo courtesy of the United States Postal Service. I got a good laugh from this on Friday afternoon when I was really at the end of my rope.
Need to figure out where we're staying tomorrow...whether it's in the empty apartment with no furniture, no net, no place to sit, or sleep or anything, or in a hotel room. I'm voting for the second, Cayne for the first. I agree with him on the importance of getting "home" and settled, but well, when nothing is there, and you don't even have a chair, (our stuff doesn't arrive til Tuesday) and he's got to go to work, leaving me to deal with everyone/thing, then a good night's sleep would help.
Fortunately I should be able to manage a nap tomorrow in the car. We're leaving here bright and early. Next post...Orlando.
