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Sorry had to bring this back up 
Mr E said:
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45 mph in a GT-Four......
....with a cat that doesn't want to be there.....
Yearly booster time for the furry killing machine that I call a cat.
Joy.
So. Find the cat.
Find the catbox.
Find the cat again.
Introduce cat to catbox.
Cat goes in the cat box quietly (this should have been a warning to me)
Open door and place catbox in passenger footwell.
Shut door.
Run around to drivers side, jump in and start engine.
Cat mieows.
Select reverse.
Cat explodes from catbox like that thing from Alien.
Cat runs around car shedding fur.
Open door.
Cat escapes.
Go into house and find parcel tape.
Tape box up securely.
Find the cat again.
Catch cat.
Introduce cat to catbox.
Cat goes in the cat box with a hell of a struggle.
Tape up wounds in hands.
Open door and place catbox in passenger footwell.
Shut door.
Run around to drivers side, jump in (engine is still running).
Select reverse and get the car off the drive.
Cat rips through parcel tape like the hulk, scaring the crap out off me.
Car runs around the car in a panic drooling and shedding fur.
Open door.
Cat escapes. Again.
Go into house and find elephant tape. (I've used this stuff to stop kayaks leaking on white water)
Tape box up securely. Then use more tape.
Then think "sod it" and use the whole roll.
Find cat again.
Tempt cat using favorite treats.
Pretty much have to saw the cats legs off in an attempt to get him into the accursed box.
Take off gardening gloves (learning from my mistakes)
Open door and place catbox in passenger footwell.
Shut door.
Run around to drivers side, jump in (engine has now burnt half a tank of fuel).
Get the car turned around.
Cat still in box, meiowing pathetically.
Comfort cat while driving.
Get halfway to vet.
Pointy eared escape artist does it again. This time at 40mph.
Cat runs around the car in a blind panic drooling and shedding fur.
Avoid crashing the car by about 3mm. This is not good.
Options. Stop, open door to get out and lose cat.
Or, keep driving and risk cat scratching eyes out.
Elect to take the eye scratching option. Glasses should prevent serious injury.
Cat runs around car shedding unbelieveable amounts of fur.
People giving me really funny looks.
Furry Fangio ends up sitting on my lap with two paws on the steering wheel looking out of the front window.
I'd have taken pictures, but I was rather busy at the time.
People now giving me *really* funny looks.
5 minutes pass.
Get to the vet.
Park the car.
Somehow get the car back into the box.
Get into vets rather harassed.
Nice vet takes 2 minutes to check and inject the cat.
She then spends 5 minutes helping me reinforce the cat box to get home again.
Takes 2 of us to get the cat back in the box.
Get the bill.
Stop laughing and ask for the real bill.
Get the same bill.
Pick myself up from the floor.
Pay a ton of cash for the privilage of the cat being injected.
Return to car.
Open door and place catbox in passenger footwell.
Shut door.
Run around to drivers side, jump in and start engine.
Cat is silent.
Think uh-oh.
Leave vet.
Cat is silent.
Get halfway home.
Cat is silent.
Worry that cat is dead.
Get home safely.
Cat is silent.
Now really worried. Has cat escaped silently? Is cat plotting revenge?
Get catbox out of car.
Open cat box.
Cat saunters out, give me a "What?" look and wanders off.
I stand there like a gibbering idiot.
Cat lies in sun.
Open beer.
Drink.
Open second beer.
Get vacuum cleaner out.
Open third beer.
Clean cat hair out of car......
He's now next to me on the sofa with his feat in the air snoring contentedly.
As much as I love him, sometimes I wish he was a goldfish.
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My cat does not mind travelling in the car, he whinges for the first five minutes of any journey then settles down on the parcel shelf, what he does not like is any vehicle without a parcel shelf, as long as he can see scenery he will lie there all day, He started travelling this way many years ago when we used to take him sailing at weekends so he associates travelling in the car with fresh fish!
I transport my cats in one of those plastic cat carriers. A big ventilated plastic box with steel mesh door, you know the type I mean.
It's about 5 miles to the vets and 4 miles to the cattery.
Doesn't matter how gently I drive or whereabouts in the car I put the carrier, one or other of the little b@st@rds always manage to curl off a huge stinking turd before journeys end.
It's difficult to drive when you're retching.
It's about 5 miles to the vets and 4 miles to the cattery.
Doesn't matter how gently I drive or whereabouts in the car I put the carrier, one or other of the little b@st@rds always manage to curl off a huge stinking turd before journeys end.
It's difficult to drive when you're retching.
i remember taking my cat to the vet on one occasion, the route is about 10-11 miles of fast single and duel carridgeway a-roads and he'd miow loudly everytime i went above 80mph but stopped when i backed off to 79...
also, just checking the fluids on my car and one of the neighbours cats jumped up, sat on my engine then started clawing at my sound deadening on the underside of the bonnet!
also, just checking the fluids on my car and one of the neighbours cats jumped up, sat on my engine then started clawing at my sound deadening on the underside of the bonnet!
One of our pussies quite likes the parcel shelf of the Griffith.
She actually has a leather fettish and will roll all over the seats.
Our other cat always manages to do this as well. He can dump for England anyway - but always manages one in his transport box. We are only 1 mile from the vets as well. We would walk but he weighs over 14lbs
>> Edited by Big_M on Saturday 12th March 20:03
She actually has a leather fettish and will roll all over the seats.
sparkythecat said:
one or other of the little b@st@rds always manage to curl off a huge stinking turd before journeys end.
Our other cat always manages to do this as well. He can dump for England anyway - but always manages one in his transport box. We are only 1 mile from the vets as well. We would walk but he weighs over 14lbs
>> Edited by Big_M on Saturday 12th March 20:03
i was in a van with 2 cats the other week we were moving them up to peterborough from bracknell, one was happy as larry she just slept the whole way the other one was a little g*t it spent the whole way clawing my jeans and then it decided it needed to go for a poo, how can something so cute make such a nasty smell
los angeles said:
Came on line to check my e-mail and found a neighbor's cat asleep on my nice comfy office chair. "Floyd" - for that is its unusual name, gets in the house by climbing a wall on to the roof, down to my patio wall, and in by the catflap. Who taught it to do that is anyone's guess. It never says hello - just goes upstairs to its favorite chair - and mine.
Talk about taking the pi$$. You can apparently 'beam' the cat back to its owners with one of these cool devices, the Chinese use them for this purpose regularly
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