I had a request from Aunt J to write a blog post from the point of view of my cats. Somehow though I just don't have the voice to do it... I started a couple of different scenarios but the inevitable humor in it really minimized how worried I am about them. Poor little traumatized critters. First threatened with abandonment and then subjected to low-pressure air travel! I know, I know, they'll be fine. But I do have a nearly unnatural protective instinct for animals in general, and particularly for these two since I signed up a year and a half ago to be their lifelong caregiver.
Still, I decided to at least give it a go. After about five minutes of staring, I typed out a goofy little dialogue (deleted), but it kind of made me sick to my stomach.
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JH just called. He's done, they're in the hands of Delta Cargo now. The flight status is on time, and they'll be in the air in an hour. Apparently the vet gave them an anti-anxiety shot to help ease the stress without slowing their breathing, and that makes me feel a lot better (although I still feel a little sick).
To give us all something to feel a little better about, here's the (ahem) "inspiring" story of Pumpkin, who was trapped on a United airplane for three weeks.
Or better yet, go read about how to rule the world. Makes me miss my crazy pre-JH days...back when I was cool.
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