Charlie here. We should have known this was going to happen. Firstly, there was a distinct change in the weather. That was clue number one. Then we noticed the changing colors of the trees in the garden _ clue number two. However, the biggest clue was when we were mysteriously spending a short time in The Tiny House and then, for no good reason, we were spending the whole night in The Tiny House.
So the day before yesterday when we were once again scooped up and placed back in TTH (the tiny house), we expected to go through the same routine the next morning and taken back to The Big House (TBH), but instead, after much too_ing and fro-ing, we were both scooped up and placed, rather unceremoniously I might say, in the Big Truck that we have traveled many miles in before.
This was a sure fire clue that, once again, our world was going to be turned upside down, firstly, by traveling for long hours in the truck, where we have happily snuggled up with our human mom and dad for days on end and then, spending endless days in some nice, quiet haven where we have enjoyed many harnessed walks either in large sandpit heavens, or in among the trees that we could climb if we were allowed to, but that also have uncountable flying creatures that, for some unknown reason we always have an inexplicable urge to chase after.
Our time in the 'big truck' was pretty boring. We spent a lot of time huddled in the front with our human mom and dad. Mom kept saying that she couldn't understand why we didn't sit in the back seat that had been so nicely set up for our comfort. She didn't seem to understand that we enjoy our trips with them because we get to sit up close and personal with them for long periods of time. That makes us happy.
After what appeared to be many years, we finally arrived at a very warm and humid place that smelled very familiar. I overheard the humans say that they wondered if we felt like we were coming 'home', because, apparently, we were born here two years ago when they came to pick us up from the very nice shelter located in 'Key Largo', which is where we are currently staying. It did feel like we were coming back home, but I must say, we didn't really care for the hot, humid conditions that we had known as little kitties. We actually love the dry, cool air that comes out of the big machine in the wall of our tiny home from home. I love to sprawl out on the big, comfy bed with my white tummy fully stretched out and sometimes Camilla will come and lie next to me, but she doesn't stretch out quite as much as I do. She's a princess after all so she has to behave in a certain way.
We have become quite used to our daily routines. First thing in the morning, I start letting my humans know that I exist by making the loudest, most pathetic meow that I can muster up. Then I start running up and down the narrow passageway in our tiny house. Finally, my human Mom will get up from looking at the b
In a recent post, Charlie told the story of the day when Camilla disappeared under the bush in the front yard. This event has prompted me, Sue, to give some advise on what we have found to be the best way to track our pets should they magically 'disappear' under a bush, an RV, a bridge. You know what I mean. Cats especially have a mind of their own when it comes to them wanting to run free for a while.
The problem is, they don't realize that there are numerous drawbacks to being 'free', such as other cats and dogs who could be very territorial. Also, there are notorious stories of how many cats have been taken by hungry coyotes and foxes. Never mind eagles and even owls that might see your pet as a tasty morsel.
Some years ago, we discovered that a very good way of tracking down an outdoor cat that was always running loose, was to attach a cat locator that, at that time, we had imported from Europe, due to the limited availability of the exact type of locator that we needed.
What we learned was that it was best to purchase a RADIO locator, bearing in mind how cats manage to find the most awkward places to hide out in, making a GPS sometimes unreliable.
We have numerous stories to tell of how our cat managed to head into a forested area and disappear until we were able to figure out that she had not gone very far at all, but she was a very adept escapee, who knew to lay low when trying to keep out of our line of sight.
So, it was with great joy when, after receiving the locator and she made her first escape, we started up the home device and it immediately started to beep and in fact, we also heard a second beep in the near bushes, which indicated that she was mere feet away from us.
The second beep came from the unit attached to her neck which not only beeps, but it also flashes, so if she disappeared at night, we could always track her down just with the flashing light.
The nice thing about our device is that it pointed in the direction that the cat is in and also, how many feet away she was. The only drawback we found is that she sometimes ran out of the 100 foot range of the locator, so it was only when we carefully walked in the direction we thought she might be in that we could then home in on her.
When making our decision to purchase the Loc8tor, the most important factor we learned is that it is more reliable to have a radio controlled device than a GPS controlled device primarily because of the nature of cats, who are known to find the most out of the way spots to hide out for the day.
So, the moral of this story is that after our last escapee experience with Camilla, who is an indoor cat, but goes out with us on her harness, we will now attach the original locator to her collar just in case she managed to pull another break-away stunt. We figure that now that we are getting a little older, we really don't want to be hassled with heading into the type of foliage that we used to encounter when chasing after our first cat.
The added benefit of having a pet locator is that ours came with two collar units and we ordered two extra units, so if we chose to, we could attach any of the units to our keys or wallets to help us find these devices that could get lost when on the road.
It's looking like our owners are getting ready to start their trip soon. We keep hearing the terms "down south", "Florida", "distance", "running out of time" and "get the trailer ready". We are assuming this means we will be taken out of our comfort zone, which, to be frank, we find quite boring, but we are cats, so we don't mind 'boring'.
We must mention that usually, at least once a day, we are taken for a walk. Apparently their friends think it quite strange to see us attached to them on a "rope". However, we don't think it's strange to be wearing our different harnesses. We are usually very good then we go out for a walk, but I (Charlie), must mention that Camilla was very bad just the other day when she saw a little bird hiding under the bush. She managed to wrestle herself out of her harness and whoosh! there she was, under the bush too. From where I was standing, watching in amazement at her crafty escape, I could see that the bird had fluttered to the top of the bush. However, there was Camilla, happily sitting waayyy under the branches while my Mom was on the ground, half way under the bush, frantically calling her name. Of course, as usual, my dear sister just ignored her and carried on behaving like a cat. I obediently stood to one side while this comical scene was taking place in front of me.
The next thing I knew, Mom came out from under the branches and scampered up the kitchen steps back into the house, calling to our Dad to come and help her. A short while later, they both came out with Dad rattling the box that Camilla loves so much. Mom was saying to get the Temptations out. He then shook the box some more while standing a couple of feet from the bush, while Mom was going back under the bush where she had been originally.
At this point, Camilla calmly walked out from under the bush, and casually stood in front of Dad while he took out the treats that Camilla loves so much. Mom re-appeared looking totally disheveled while Dad and Camilla calmly conversed with each other and Camilla was happy to be picked up (after eating her treats) and the two of them happily went back inside. Mom came back to me and the two of us continued our originally planned for walk around the garden. I think I heard Mom muttering under her breath quite a bit though.
One thing I think I heard her say is that she wondered how on earth Temptations can have such a hold on one cat and yet the other cat just can't be bothered. She seems to think Camilla is a drug addict (whatever that is). But it seems she was happy that the Temptations resolved an otherwise sticky situation and she vowed to always have them close by when she takes us out for walks in the future..
Our Mom and Dad seem to be planning their escape from the domestic life that they currently live in. We get the idea that their feet are already itchy and they are planning another journey in their 25 foot self made trailer in early October 2016.
We hear we will be heading to Florida, where we will be their assistant campground hosts in Key Largo and then it appears we will be traveling throughout Florida, staying in some wonderful, isolated locations amidst the forests that make up a lot of Florida. They are hoping to be near water, where they can put their little boat in the water, as long as there are no alligators that could snap us up at any given moment.
Until then, we may do a quick update before we leave, but you will probably hear from us when we are back in our home state of Florida.
Lots of Love from us both
Charlie and Camilla
Authors: Charlie and Camilla
We are both young cats who were taken from an animal shelter in Florida. We traveled with our new owners up north to Nova Scotia, where we get to live in a nice big house with loads of room to run around in. When we are not in the house, we are back on the road, traveling long distances, across the country. We consider ourselves to be very well traveled pussy cats, who are fully adaptable to whatever our new surroundings present. By the way, we have been told to stress to our readers that we are NEVER allowed to go for walkies on our own. Apparently there are all kinds of 'dangers' out there (whatever that is?), so we always have our snazzy harnesses on. In fact, we don't like it if we are ever left to roam on our own without the 'leash' attached to us.