Across the Country—Plane Trip

Spot and I had to travel in some planes to get to another part of the country with my girl. We were separated from my girl during the journey and then reunited in the new place. We were placed into carriers. I hate being trapped in a box and I wasn’t the only one. Spot hated it as much as I did. We were separated from my girl and stuffed into cargo with luggage and a dog… I do not like dogs. Even when they are nice and fans of cats. Fortunately, the dog was in a carrier as we were. No way that one was going to come near either one of us.

We were frisked before we were separated from my girl. She was tense and I could sense her guilt towards Spot and me. Oh, I do wish I knew what was wrong with her. I didn’t understand at the time. I’m not sure I understand now. I look back now and realize she did what she had to. She did keep us together. She kept her promise to us.

I know she will continue to keep her promises to my kind until she is no longer able to. I know she will do her best. Her best was good enough for me. I hope it will be good enough for any other cats she will have to look after in her life after I’ve gone over the rainbow bridge.

Oh, humans why do you put cats in cargo? We’re people. Yet, you want to treat us as if we are objects to be owned by you. You don’t own us. You can never own us. We choose to live with you. You only think you choose us. We allow you to believe that little lie so you will continue to care for us for the rest of our lives.

Well, it was horrible to be in the cargo of a plane. It’s cold. We were trapped inside of cages. There was turbulence. The planes weren’t that still in the air. It was a bumpy ride! It’s painful on our ears. You think your ears pop when you’re on a plane? You think it’s uncomfortable? Imagine what it feels like to be us. I couldn’t stop screaming during the flights.

I couldn’t have one sensible thought while trapped like that. Spot was near me, but it wasn’t enough. He was busy shouting the whole trip.

Spot yelled and cursed my girl. She did deserve it. Of course it was her fault. She put these things in motion and then we landed in the cargo hold of a couple of planes. That plane trip was terrible. I don’t recommend flying on a plane as a cat. My girl didn’t like it either. She was so worried about us that her anxiety was too high. Served her right. She wasn’t even on the same planes as we were. Yet, she could hear the two of us.

Then Spot and I were put in a garage. We weren’t allowed into the house until after we had our foreclaws removed. I at least did the sensible thing and found a safe place to hide while I waited and became used to my new home. Spot— I don’t know why he’s so curious— he went and explored our new home. While he was exploring, he stepped on something he shouldn’t have.

But I suppose it was going to happen. He tended to walk around everywhere without a care in the world. The blind guy and my girl’s mother must not have known he is like this. They had left a remote garage door opener lying around in the garage. Then Spot stepped on it and opened the big door with a very loud noise.

It scared him so much, he ran to my hiding place and jumped on top of me. *Shakes head.* Honestly, I don’t know why he did things like that. It was his fault he stepped on the remote. Well, my girl’s mother came out and figured out what had happened and checked on both of us. Until she found us, she had thought Spot had run away.

I’m glad he didn’t. As much as he drives me crazy, I love him and I never want to lose him as I had my mother and my brothers.

It some time later when my girl arrived. She came in and checked on us. I’m just glad that in spite of that terrible trip, she still loved us and wanted to take care of us. I didn’t want to lose her too. Even though she couldn’t tell me what was wrong, she still stood by us.

If she hadn’t, I don’t know what I would have done without her. That whirlwind had become such a big part of my life, that I couldn’t imagine what life would be like without her. I know I wouldn’t have felt safe enough to complain whenever things were wrong.

Who would be there to listen to me and do her best to fix everything for me? In spite of her fumbling and her silliness, she was the one constant that I love to keep in my life.