Truck Camping With Cats
We're out in the TC mixing work and play. We've got our two cats with us; Kahlua, a brown 15 year old "senior cat", and Selina, a tortoise-shell who is technically still a kitten since she's only 11 m...
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The first time our cats got out of the camper it was total chaos.
Unbeknownst to us, they spotted a small rabbit outside. They dashed out the door when it opened a crack.
The rabbit dashed, the cats dashed, the rabbit sprinted across the campsite space, I dashed arms and legs spread out in an out-of-control hope to grab them. One cat cornered the rabbit, caught it, and disappeared into the surround shrubbery.
That was it. They were gone. We searched and searched. Called and called. Nothing. Gone.
It was a state campground and we were dreading having to tell the Ranger that we lost our cats.
We were scheduled to leave the next day.
Feeling distressed, down and depressed was just the half of it.
Thinking "what do we do?" Tell the ranger and abandon our pets? No good choices.
Sitting by the campfire that evening we spotted reflection eyes in the darkness at the edge of our site. "Open the door" says the wife. I opened the camper door and both cats came out of the bush and darted inside.
Unbeknownst to us, they spotted a small rabbit outside. They dashed out the door when it opened a crack.
The rabbit dashed, the cats dashed, the rabbit sprinted across the campsite space, I dashed arms and legs spread out in an out-of-control hope to grab them. One cat cornered the rabbit, caught it, and disappeared into the surround shrubbery.
That was it. They were gone. We searched and searched. Called and called. Nothing. Gone.
It was a state campground and we were dreading having to tell the Ranger that we lost our cats.
We were scheduled to leave the next day.
Feeling distressed, down and depressed was just the half of it.
Thinking "what do we do?" Tell the ranger and abandon our pets? No good choices.
Sitting by the campfire that evening we spotted reflection eyes in the darkness at the edge of our site. "Open the door" says the wife. I opened the camper door and both cats came out of the bush and darted inside.
