In case you missed it, I'm moving. Again. This time, to Arizona! It's basically my first real move (that is, one involving the interstate, multiple time zones, and paying other people lots of money to haul my stuff). Mannie was upset about the disruption and decided he was too good to sleep on the floor (or he was nervous that he'd get packed up in a box if he wasn't sleeping in an obvious place)...
In order to get a Mannie cat from Point A to Point B, I needed to successfully navigate the WL to Indy drive, IND security, two flights, the Minneapolis airport, and a drive from Phoenix to Tucson.
Our trip got off to an uneventful start when Mannie assumed his normal car spot on the middle front armrest and proceeded to drool on M's leg for 75 minutes. I wiped down his special airplane carrier with pheromone wipes and in he went! Success so far! Then came security. When The Canadian traveled with Miss Sammy, he didn't have to strip AND take her out, so I wasn't too worried about Mannie (since I didn't know how I could handle putting on my shoes while cat wrangling...).
I. Was. Wrong.
|Leg room galore!|
Once we got on the plane, we sat there for a while. Apparently there was some sort of issue with the engines. So I sat there texting The Canadian and watching my 51 minute layover in Minneapolis disappear. Eventually we got on in the air and were on our way! Mannie was a champ and was just a little cranky during takeoff. I was super glad to have been moved up to row 11 since I had 20 minutes before my flight to Phoenix was scheduled to leave.
I learned that Terminal G isn't as close to Terminal F as you'd imagine. I was that crazy person running through the MSP airport with a pissed off cat in his carrier on my shoulder. I thought about taking off my flipflops so I could run faster, but I was scared of bouncing Mannie around too much. I made it to my gate at the last boarding call and we got on the plane without any problems...and had an entire row to ourselves again!
Mannie was so good during this flight too, and we landed in Phoenix without any more problems. The Canadian was on the other side of security with food for me and a litter box for Manwich waiting in the car :) He's really the best, guys...
Since I felt so bad about traumatizing Mannie, we made a Petsmart run yesterday so I could buy him a kitty skyscraper. He is enjoying it, I think:
While he's enjoying his view from up there, I'm enjoying the view from Pool #2 (I'll try out Pool #1 on Monday, I think)...
More adventures to come from the American Southwest!