We had a visitor this afternoon. A youngster all alone.
We’re living on the edge, we took 3 cats with us in the RV and left Mr. Feral at home with the run of the house. So far he seems to be having fun whenever we check the cameras.
We’ve avoided camping because of sick kitties but we decided life was too short so off we went.
The first photo is our healthiest at 13 or so.
The white guy is old man of 16ish deaf and thyroid disease.
The last one is Mrs. Seizure kitty. She’s doing well.
They weren’t happy with the 2 hour drive but they got over it.
He was watching us cook dinner over the fire.
Do you have to put them in pet carriers en route, or do you let them roam the RV? Do they try to escape the RV at the site?
And what do you do about litter boxes?
I’m curious because we want to do more road trips when we’re a bit older, but having permanent kitties (vs. the fostering we’ve been doing) seems antithetical to being able to do trips any longer than a week or so unless we could get someone to stay at the house with them while we’re away.
I’d love to figure out a way to travel with happy kitties.
The two sick ones go in carriers, a blanket over them keeps them calm. The third one roams around and will use the litter box while we’re moving.
If they start to act up my wife will sit with them on the bed or sofa while we’re moving.
Occasionally the free one will go under the driver’s seat, we discourage that.
One we’re in place they behave like at home, they don’t try to escape but we are careful to close the door tightly when we go outside.
At home we have 3 large litter boxes but in the RV there’s just one, they have no problem using it.
We used to only take our oldest but when she passed away we started taking one at a time.
We’re fortunate to have a retired neighbor who likes taking care of them when we’re not home. He goes in a few times a day to feed and clean the litter box.
Right now Mr. Feral is home alone with plenty of food, water, and a water fountain. With 3 big litter boxes he’ll be fine for 3 days without anyone. I told the neighbor he could visit but wasn’t necessary this trip. We do have plenty of cameras to keep an eye on him and can always call the neighbor or send our daughter over. We wouldn’t do that with any of our other cats.
But because the sick kitties need medication so often we have no choice but to bring them along.
As they age out I don’t think we’ll get anymore until we’re home for good. As much as we love our cats it gets really hard watching them get so sick.
When we do stay home we’ll rescue older cats.
We see RVs all the time with cats, everyone and their cats are different but it is very doable.
Severak mile walk today and when we got back they were napping in the over cab bunk.
Now I’m going to nap.
As I was typing this the wife went to get the two sick kitties for medicine, she called me over to look at this.
We’re going to let them sleep for a little longer before medicine.
I rely on cat sitting services. They send “proof of life” photos every day with a report as to their demeanor. Even my antisocial kitty warms up to the sitter quickly.
“The bringer of food” = be friendly to that human.
Cyberpunk parakeets of New Jersey
Now I’m picturing photos of cats sitting on that day’s newspaper
We use cat sitters, too, but I wouldn’t want to leave them alone most of the day for more than a week or so, and since we work remotely, we have grand notions of much longer sojourns in the future. We shall see…
Currently we’re socializing a stray that wandered into our lives in preparation of getting her into the adoption system. She’s a sweetheart. I’ll try to get some good pics tomorrow to get my posts back on topic for the thread!
Caring for a stray is such good human’ing
He’s been a shoulder kitty his whole life, he normally sits peacefully outside but something spooked him today and he got away from me and made a beeline for under the RV.
As we were coaxing him out he made a move to the under carriage where we would never be able to get him.
I dove under the RV and crawled faster than him to get him. It was a funny site. Turns out an old cat is no match for an old man, almost but no cigar.
This is him being content in the bunk or the upstairs as we call it.
An update on my cat’s story:
Last Tuesday my wife took her to a clinic where she underwent a surgery to remake the stitches she had loosened after castration. The vet also discovered a fibrous mass of tissue under the skin. She decided to remove it and send the material to a lab for a biopsy.
Everything went well. I got home at night and saw that the kitten was sulking. She started to meow with great anger and hide under the bed. Under the guidance of the vet we gave her a painkiller. She quiet down and slept well.
Now she is a prisoner in our bedroom and we are keeping her under strict surveillance. No jumping and running for you, Ms. Kitty Cat.
ETA:
Here she is in her new gray outfit. It’s a little more bland than the last one, but it’s more snug and I hope that keeps her from licking the stitches.
I foresee a TV show…