Our first night traveling with the cats couldn’t have gone better. While, other than Pookie, no one ate very much overnight, they did all keep quiet. I think they were absolutely exhausted from the adventure across I-78 west and down I-81 — exhaustion evidence after the jump.
The room was large, with a big bathroom area we could place the kitty crate in. They only charged us $10 for all three cats, even though they’re supposed to charge 10 bucks a pet. That’s because we kept everyone in their crate so there was less chance of any accidents happening. Thanks Ramada!
We kept the kitties in the crate as I didn’t want to chance running around the room this morning trying to get them back in. I did take Pookie out for a hot second, as she seems to be the most un-phased by the whole thing, but once I got her out and was holding her while we walked around the room she started shaking so I put her back in.
When I did put her back in I saw that Dim Sum and Gizmo were basically done for the night, which was nice because Bruce and I were as well.
The Rescue Remedy on the ears really worked. I noticed an immediate difference from when we first brought the cats into the room to after I applied the RR. They were still scared, but it was more of a defeated fear. Poor boos.
We’re on the road again, on our way to Nashville. There was some argument from the guys in the back when we first started driving, but they seem to have settled down. We have part of their crate uncovered so they can see out the back window. Either that’s keeping them entertained or flattened to the bottom of the crate. Who knows, but at least they’re being quiet.
Images: Sonia Zjawinski