Hi! Both of you asked about the cats. They are doing fine now, but they had quite a journey. They especially like our high rise apartment and how they can look out and down at everyone.
We did not medicate them as our vet advised against it. We sprayed their kennel with a pheromone that is supposed to relax cats without drugging them. We trained them to "like" their kennel for three weeks before our journey. They traveled together in one big kennel -- the best decision we made as they fight like bratty kids at home, but cuddle together and take care of each other the second they get scared. They howled the whole way to the airport in the back of the van.
It took us an hour to check in, we had ten suitcases and Olivia's bow and arrows. Her equipment caused a 20 minute stir, until they figured out that it was OK to load it. Meanwhile the cats were awake but quiet. Emre shushed the 6 agents who came by, one by one to look at the cats and exclaim, "Son enormes!!!!" "Hey, not so loud," said Emre, "You'll hurt their feelings!"
Even though the cats travelled as luggage in a special compartment, they still had to go through security. In Barcelona, a security guard came up a special elevator to fetch the kennel (cats inside), a baggage handler, the gate agent and me and Olivia. The guard said we were in security breach and that only one passenger could attend to the cats. We explained that the cats are big. She doesn't care, the security people are being inspected today. No exceptions. She sent Olivia away. So, we went down into a holding room where the cats and the kennel go through separate screenings. The security guard looks inside the cage for the first time and says "Son enormes!" The gate agent and the baggage handler are not allowed to touch the cats. They roll their eyes. "Can you hold them both?" the security guard asks me. "Are you kidding?" I stare her down. She gets on the phone, she argues with someone for five minutes. "We go get Olivia," she says. No one is allowed to stay in the security room. So we all, security guard, baggage handler, gate agent, and me go back up the elevator with the kennel and the cats. Find Olivia. And start over.
Even so, I must say, Delta Airlines has a wonderful pet program. When you check in at departure, they put a sticker on the kennel for each of your lift off locations. 15 minutes before take off, the cargo loader pulls the sticker for that location, off the kennel and hands it to the lead flight attendant. The attendant brings you the sticker and it says your name, seat number and, "Hi! your pets Pearl and Gus are on board too!" That happens each time your transfer planes too. This was a big comfort as we have friends who traveled on another airline and whose pets were separated from them and sent to the wrong city.
After we arrived, the cats settled in quickly. After a lot of sniffing and pacing every inch of the apartment, they curled up and went to sleep. The only difference to them is that now they are watching out the windows and seeing the canadian geese fly buy instead of the seagulls.
xx, Maia. "Maia Ozguc, Human Parent of Gus and Pearl"
He tenido la suerte de encontrar a Susie y de beneficiar de sus servicios y su profesionalidad para cuidar a Achille mientras estabamos de vacaciones. Susie es muy responsable, muy cariñosa con la mascota, respeta su rutina y aplica cuidadosamente las recomendaciones del amo. Tiene unos detalles muy apreciables, como enviar sms o videos para que el amo este tranquilo y vea que la mascota esta bien. Es con mucha tranquilidad que le hemos dejado las llaves de nuestra casa. Contamos ahora con ella como canguro oficial de nuestro gato y como amiga de la familia.
Marie Helene and Achille