Smore the Trikitty

I didn’t think traveling by car with a cat would be a good idea, but it turned out pretty well.

By the time I got to my parents’ house, I was wondering how it’d be to let her out. Would she dart under the bed and hide until I dug her out to go back home? Would she stay in the carrier until her bladder exploded? I left her alone in the room in the carrier for a bit to take in the smells  while I went to get her litter box and blankets she sleeps on from the car. When I returned, I looked around my childhood home and got rid of some potential dangers before letting her out.

Here I was thinking she’d hide inside out of fear from the strange smells and my nieces’ loud voices and excitement. (They wanted to see what she’d do too). Instead, she came right out and started sniffing around. I approached her and carried her over to her litter box just in case. She sniffed it and everything else in the bathroom, so I went to the window and opened the blinds. She knows what that means: window time! She ran up the couch and sat down like a meerkat.

She explored some more and I finally got her to use the litter box when I placed her in there a second time ten minutes or so later. My nieces left and it was just us again. She loved sitting on the couch and looking out the window. I let her do that while I checked some email and heard the strangest noise. It was sort of like smooph.

Smore had fallen behind the couch.

I looked over it and found her wedged between wall and couch. I moved it (the couch obviously), and she came out unharmed but covered in some cobwebs from no one being up there in over a year. She was clearly more miffed about the cobwebs covering her than anything else. I dusted them off, and she went back to exploring.

I left her alone for a bit to see what she’d do and to finish unpacking. When I returned, I found her on my bed lying there like she was the queen of the castle, which in her defense is quite likely because my bed is REALLY high up. I put a tote on the side of it so she could use it to get off.

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Before long, her exploring caught up to her and she began to doze on the couch. I left her alone to nap and visited my family.

At bedtime I wondered again what she would do. Smore is not allowed upstairs where our bedrooms are because of possible allergies that others in my family have. My bedroom at my parents’ house uses a different ventilation system, so we figured it’d be okay. Plus, my sister rarely comes here. The dog they have bothers her allergies too.

For that reason, I’ve missed out on seeing Smore sleep because she always stays awake when I’m around, and I wasn’t sure what she’d do when she saw me sleep. I took a nap once on the couch while she played and woke up to find her curled up on my hip. Then, I moved and she tried to bite me. She’s had a couple instances when she’s tried to bite me while I’m laying down on the floor or the couch, so I was certain she’d do it while I slept. I think she’s trying to play with me when she does it, but I always leave the room for a bit to teach her that biting is bad. It still scares me though. I’m always afraid she’ll do some damage. I figured she’d want me to play with her in the middle of the night or wake me up at odd hours for breakfast too.

She was sitting on the couch looking out the window when I went to bed. I turned out the light and laid down. She looked over at me, jumped off the couch, and jumped onto the bed to join me. I figured now she wanted to play since she didn’t really play much with me that day, though I did try before we went to bed. Instead, she plopped down at the foot of the bed, rolled over to her side, and went to sleep. She remained there all night (or at least every time I woke up she was there) until about 4 am when I heard her get up and go over to her bowl. She didn’t ask for food though. Instead, she got some toys and kept herself occupied between them and then window until I sat up in bed and called her over. She hurried over and curled up in my lap for some cuddles.

Hopefully, she’s always that well behaved at night. Granted it’s pretty hot and humid to do much else. I need to hook up the air conditioner.

I wonder how she’ll feel about that. It’s a window unit unlike the one at home.

So far, I’m glad I brought her with. It’s good to know that if I have to travel again that she will quickly adapt to her new environment and the car ride too. It’s a good sign too considering I hope to find a new job and move soon.

I should’ve known a cat who could handle losing a limb would be able to adapt to something as easy as a new house.