IWantU_Jeff

I brought my cats from Montreal to here in CR.

Im going back to montreal now for a bit and bringing the cats. I got pills for them this time because they really didnt like being caged up the first time.

Thing is I'll be bringing them back after also.. does anyone know if there is a thing of "too much" travel for pets?

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sweetgirl2006

not that i know of.

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Relish XXX

My sister took her cat to Australia. She was advised not to give the cat any drugs as the cat will just fall asleep in its own shit. Apparently you just want to starve them for a few days before a long trip and only give them liquids.

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marketsmart

animals can get traumatized by a bad experience, but that is mostly from riding in cargo... you can take cats on the plane with you correct?

i know you can bring small dogs...

pornguy

It pisses me off that they will allow people to walk into places with thier little dogs, and no one says a word. I walk in with my akita, and all hell breaks loose.

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jaclynann

I have a shih tzu, and I fly with her all the time. I just put her in a bag and store her under the seat. It costs 50-75 dollars each way depending on the airline. If you have to stow your cats, that might be a little more stressful than being next to you and under the seat. I usually don't give my dog anything, but if the flight is over three hours I give her baby benadryl. The vet said that it's safe, and makes them a little less drowsy than sleeping pills. It comes in liquid or chewable - bubble gum and grape flavor:-)

I've flown from Miami to Las Vegas and back in 36 hours, and my dog did fine. I would think it depends on the animal though too, some pets get really stressed out in the car even. My dog just wakes up when the snack cart comes by. lol

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I have never traveled with pets on purpose.


Well except to the vet maybe, but that is another story I would rather not tell.

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I think pets know when they are going to go to the vets. My cat would change from a cute little ball of fu to a fucking saber tooth tiger.

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i would have to agree, but cats have no loyalties like dogs so fuck em...

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Fuck it, im bored enough to tell.

My room mates cat had a foxtail in its eye so we had to take the cat to the vet. She (roommate) was freaking out so we were in a rush and for the life of me I could not find my pet carrier so she opted for the good ole card board box, well she quickly poked holes in it and put the cat it who was not happy at all being in this box. We loaded up into the car and set off. About a 1/4 mile down the road the cat was going complete ape shit, was pulling a complete Krugar on the box ripping away at it, sounding like a circular saw doing summersaults in the box. The box of course was sitting on my damn lap as she drove. I told her to fucking hurry up and speed, id pay for the ticket if we got one. I only had one thing on my mind, a quarter inch of paper was between my nuts and an insane pissed off whirling fuzzy weapon of lap distruction.

Its head poked through a hole and I pushed it back in, it started biting at the hole and ripping more at the box. My heart is starting to pound now as I know we have another 4 miles to go plus stop lights, the box is almost gone and this thing that used to be a cat is fucking pissed off. We had only traveled a mile at most so far.

The box suddenly grew very quiet, I suddenly grew very scared. Something was wrong, I could feel it. I have seen enough bad horror movies to know that that thing was gunna burst out of that box any second now or play possum long enough the I would have to look inside and it would hook my eyeball out or worse, eat my nuts off. I clutched the box out of fear and hoping beyond all hope that it would hold, pressed up against my chest, firmly on my lap, and part of my chin resting on it to hold ever flap in place.

Then I heard it, what sounded like a low flapping rumble and then a dripping noise. My mind was running a systems check for pain when it hit me. No it was not a wound that hit me, it was my nose. My olfactory senses went haywire, a smell that I could only possibly compare to that of a body that was fished out of the water after a few days floating.

I then felt wetness all over, the box had begun to change colors at the bottom and sides from light tan to dark brown and the smell had instantly killed me. I yelled at her to stop the car and was opening the door even before the car had stoped. The cat had apparently released its entire intestinal track in the box. My gag reflex was going off hard and I needed to puke real bad. Just as the car came to a stop the cat started back up tearing into the box. It broke through the top and wham more smell, I let loose and covered the cat in vomit. My room mate then let loose as well.

I just yelled drive, drive and we went through town at like 80mph, sliding through turns and running lights. I did not fear death any more I just wanted away from this cat now.

Needless to say I stayed inside when she took it in, me and that cat never got along again ever, and the car well I am sorry to who ever eventually got it after I traded it in latter that week.

I will not take another animal to the vet again that can not ride in the trunk.

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reynold

I don't really bring pets with me on long trip..