We've moved!

A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

Caroline S. wrote:

A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home... [snip]

Congratulations!

Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives.

eyeroll A few months ago a friend of mine boarded a plane carrying a
large jack knife. But we can all feel much safer knowing that Pippin's
carrier and pee have been well-inspected! Poor guy, that must have
been traumatic for him to be in that strange, noisy place with all those
people. Fortunately, cats don't have long memories.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Aww...

Enjoy your new home!

--
Joyce ^..^

(To email me, remove the X's from my user name.)

Caroline S. wrote:
A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

Purrs that you can find your own place soon. It's good to hear the move went
smoothly.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

On Jul 23, 3:25*pm, "Caroline S." wrote:
A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. *I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. *You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out *so we can inspect the
carrier." *So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. *Sheesh. *Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

Congratulations!

How do you like living in Oregon so far? The Pacific NW rains a lot in
the winter. I used to live in Seattle and the rain takes some getting
used to.

I am curious to know how your cats behaved during the long flight. I
fly from Ontario to Vancouver every year and hestitate to take Rusty
with me.

Winnie

"Caroline S." wrote in message
...


snip
The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

snip
Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

My mother was a first grade teacher. Years ago, she confiscated a small
bullet from one of her little students and dropped it in her purse but
forgot all about it. Some time later, she and my father flew to Texas to
visit me. Well, you may guess what came next...the bullet was still in her
purse and was found during the inspection. Luckily, this was long before
the days of 9/11 and Homeland Security, so the agent just laughed about it
when she explained (and confiscated it again, of course).

MaryL

"Caroline S." wrote in message
...
A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu



Relocation purrs for all. That's a big change.

--
Theresa, Stinky and Dante
drtmuirATearthlink.net

Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh

On Jul 23, 1:40*pm, Winnie wrote:
On Jul 23, 3:25*pm, "Caroline S." wrote:



A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. *I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. *You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out *so we can inspect the
carrier." *So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. *Sheesh. *Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

Congratulations!

How do you like living in Oregon so far? The Pacific NW rains a lot in
the winter. I used to live in Seattle and the rain takes some getting
used to.

I am curious to know how your cats behaved during the long flight. I
fly from Ontario to Vancouver *every year and hestitate to take Rusty
with me.

Winnie
I have no idea how they were during the flight, they were in the cargo
section. I certainly felt badly that they had to be in their carriers
for what turned out to be about 12 hours, including the 6 hour
flight. At any rate, they recovered very quickly once we were all
together again.

Caroline S.

"Winnie" wrote in message
...
On Jul 23, 3:25 pm, "Caroline S." wrote:
A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

Congratulations!

How do you like living in Oregon so far? The Pacific NW rains a lot in
the winter. I used to live in Seattle and the rain takes some getting
used to.

I am curious to know how your cats behaved during the long flight. I
fly from Ontario to Vancouver every year and hestitate to take Rusty
with me.

Winnie

I noticed that Caroline could not answer your question because her cats flew
in cargo. I have flown many times with my cats (one at a time, when I only
had one). I always flew with them in the cabin with me, and each of the
cats traveled with no difficulty at all. The only time a cat got sick was
years ago before airplanes would permit the cat in the cabin. I did travel
with the cats in cargo several times during that period, and they seemed
nauseated each time -- but no problems since I began traveling with them in
the cabin. It is important to make reservations well in advance because
most airlines will only permit one pet per cabin. You will be charged as if
your cat is "excess baggage" even though Rusty will take the place of your
carry-on suitcase. I suggest that you try to get an aisle seat. It is
easier to get the carrier under that seat than under one of the inside
seats. Incidentally, Rusty will be under the seat in *front* of you, so you
also need to avoid the very first row of seats because there would be no
place to put Rusty in that case.

MaryL

Congrats on the move, the new house, and
the new job. Both of you deserve them all.
Give our love to everyone!

Lily & her mama

"Caroline S." wrote in message
...
A little over a month ago, we relocated from Virginia USA to Oregon
USA, from right coast to left coast. DH's employer promoted him, which
came with a relocation. I've got a new job that allows me to work
from home (the cats sleep all day, go figure, except when I need to be
on the phone with a client, whereupon they yowl and play fight.
LOUDLY.).

We are in a temp housing apartment for the moment, but found a house
that we will be moving into in about 3 weeks. I won't mention the
ordeal of selling our VA house. At least we finally got an offer on
it.

The trip out was memorable, and mercifully brief (in hindsight). We
flew. I had boarded the cats for the 2 days the movers were in packing
and loading. I picked them up the day of the flight, Pippin peed in
his carrier on the way to the airport. At the airport, we had to do
the special check-in with the cats. You should have seen my face when
the TSA agent said "Now take the cat out so we can inspect the
carrier." So there I was, holding a pee-soaked, terrified Pippin (who
fortunately was too scared to panic) in a very crowded and noisy
airport while TSA made sure that I hadn't packed the carrier with
explosives. Sheesh. Our flight was delayed by almost an hour, but we
made it to Oregon very late that night (our two DDs did really well).

We've recovered from that, and have settled in as much as one can in a
dwelling with only a few of our own things in it.

The cats have benefitted in one way: I went to the local craft store
the other day to get stuff for the girls, and came home with arm loads
of things like small pompoms, beads, pipe cleaners, feathers... The
girls have learned that it's more fun to watch the cats play with
"their" things than it is to fuss about the cat having stolen a
pompom.

Purrs and hugs to all who need them.

Caroline S. and Pippin and Mithu

--
Irulan
from the stars we come
to the stars we return
from now until the end of time.

MaryL -out-the-litter wrote:

I did travel
with the cats in cargo several times during that period, and they seemed
nauseated each time -- but no problems since I began traveling with them in
the cabin. It is important to make reservations well in advance because
most airlines will only permit one pet per cabin. You will be charged as if
your cat is "excess baggage" even though Rusty will take the place of your
carry-on suitcase. I suggest that you try to get an aisle seat. It is
easier to get the carrier under that seat than under one of the inside
seats. Incidentally, Rusty will be under the seat in *front* of you, so you
also need to avoid the very first row of seats because there would be no
place to put Rusty in that case.

I flew across the country with my cat when I moved from Massachusetts to
California, back in 1992. I had to pay a "pet fee" to bring her on, but
it wasn't a lot extra. I had her in a small carrier under the seat in
front of me, just as Mary described. There are carriers designed specifically
for air travel, they have the right dimensions so they fit under an
airplane seat.

Unfortunately this cat was too old (age 16) for drugs, so she had to
fly without benefit of tranquilizers. And because she was under the seat,
I couldn't hear over the sound of the engine to be able to tell whether
she was upset or not. I hope that she just slept under there. I left her
alone because I figured she probably didn't need any stimulation. She was
quiet when we landed, while we got off the plane, while I picked up my
luggage, while I took a bus to the rental car place to pick up a car, and
while I drove to the apartment complex where I was moving in. (I did peer
into the box to make sure she was alive!)

When I got to the complex, nobody was in the manager's office, so I went
into the community room where there were exercise machines. At that point
I let her out of the box so she could move around while I waited for
someone to show up and let me into my apartment. I gave her some water
from the water dispenser. I didn't have to wait too long, and soon we were
installed in our new home. I quickly ran to a convenience store next door
to buy food, a litter box and litter, and then we were all set up!

--
Joyce ^..^

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