Well, I'm sure you're all curious as to how the trip went this past weekend to get my sister and move her stuff and her 2 cats up here. Let's just say it was hell, pure and absolute hell. My sister left on Thursday with my other sister on the train to come up here, while my mom and I stayed in FL to finish packing the apartment, supervise the movers, and take the cats home on the plane.
The packing and move went fine, but the travel day was excruciating. Everything that could go wrong did. The vet gave us pills to sedate the cats but only one took the pill. Luckily, it was the meaner of the 2 cats. The vet had said she'd come over and help us load them in the carriers, but when we called her she was an absolute bitch and we had to beg and pay her to come over. (My mom and I are scared of cats and don't really know how to handle them.) Once the cats were packed up, we had an ordeal at the airport trying to check in with them, then when we got to security we were told we had to take the cats out of the carriers and walk them through the metal detectors with us! No one had ever told us this was the procedure. I just assumed we'd walk them through in the carriers, and they'd take that little wand and look over the carriers. Who in their right mind would ask you to unpack a nervous animal in the middle of the airport?
My mother just about flipped out, and the head of TSA was being a complete asshole. Somehow a nice lady from Jet Blue took pity on us and helped me to maneuver getting the cats out and through security, but I was shaking cause I was so scared that the cats would scratch the crap out of me, and/or get out of my grip and go running through the airport. Luckily, the drugged cat was practically comatose, and the other cat was so scared he was motionless too. It was pretty unbelievable.
After the inevitable delays, sitting on the tarmac for 1/2 waiting for a gate, and the 45 minutes waiting for bags, I finally got home only to have my very ungrateful sister get on my case for a very stupid reason. Just because she is sick doesn't give her the right to treat everyone trying to help her like shit, but that's basically what she's doing and it's getting very old very fast.
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Is she staying with you? Glad you're back, and hang in there!
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