…To get a cat to Germany.
You’ll remember that my pals Tama & Dennis relocated to Germany last month. Well, they have arrived and are now in temporary housing while they look for a permanent home. They crossed the Atlantic on the Queen Mary II with their two doggies, but Trixie, their cat, did not have a berth on the boat. So a CAT TRANSPORTATION TEAM was mobilized with detailed instructions regarding Trixie’s relocation adventure. More on that later, but first I’d like to tell you how the Adams Family moves to another country.
First you plan a blowout vaca to Disney World to soften the blow of having to depart the good Old USA.
Poor Tama. looks like moving has been so difficult.
Then you fly your daughter to Florida to join you for more fun in Disney World and all the new Harry Potter attractions at Universal Studios as well.
Meggie is taking the summer off from college to move with the family to Germania.
Then you drive to NYC and spend the night in a fabulous hotel the night before boarding the ship.
Meggie looks especially stressed out with all these new changes.
A Doggie/Dennis sammich.
Then you board a luxurious ocean liner and move into a stateroom with a balcony for a grueling nine-day crossing.
Doesn’t your heart just break for these guys?
You wave goodbye to the motherland with a glass of champagne in your hand and three meals a day included in your fare.
Bon Voyage Manhattan!
Au Revoir lady Liberty!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch…
I take my defensive oven mitts and a towel to trap Trixie for a visit to the vet.
I’m told this cat is angry, spiteful and prone to biting, so I’m taking no chances. Trixie has been living with my friend and neighbor Terri for a few weeks until Trixie’s one-way flight from Atlanta to Deutschland. Terri has been keeping her separated from her daughter’s cat Annabelle and it’s been quite the adventure. I’m able to get Trixie into her carrier without bloodshed and I’m off to the vet for Trixie’s shots and certificates.
Terri & Trixie
I take Trixie to veterinary service on Maxwell AFB, where the vet examines her and gives me the documents she’ll need to get on the plane.
Funny, the vet didn’t need oven mitts or towels to handle this girl. In fact she was as docile as can be. Hmmmmm. Seems I was misled regarding Trixie’s temperament.
Then I had an eye-opening trip to the offices of the USDA in order to get MORE paperwork for the Kitty Krossing.
Can someone explain to me why the Dept. of Agriculture cares about a fluffy little flea-bag?
These guys must have had the day off. I didn’t see either one of them in the office.
So I spend about 30 minutes here making shore to ship phone calls to Dennis to find out the name and address of the unit they are going to, because none of the paperwork can be completed without it. I did eventually receive a text with the needed info from Tama. I’m pretty sure that text cost her about $13,000.
So our girl is ready to fly, and I take her back to Terri’s for one more sleepover at which time some guy named Ron is gonna come pick her up in the middle of the night to get her to Atlanta for a 6:00 AM flight!!! Ron, my hat is off to you dude. I mean seriously, YOU are the Adams TRUE friend. Terri & I take a backseat to you buddy. Dennis must know where you buried the bodies.
Ron picked up Trixie at 3:00 AM and got our kitty on the plane. She arrived safely the next day to the waiting arms of her family, who had gotten there a few days before. She was no worse for wear, and it seems all the Adamseses (furry and smooth) are adjusting well and enjoying their ex-pat lives.
We miss you! Come back to AMURICA soon!!! 🙂