December 24th 2011 11:09 am
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Yesterday I got in my carry box and took a LONG truck ride with my hoomans. I went five hundred and twenty fousand miles. It took us twelve hours! I never thought I would stop moving!
The funniest part was when I pooped. I was being nice and quiet in my carry box, happy because all my hoomans were around me AND NO OTHER CATS, and then I started YELLING! And the Mama was like "Pixie, how are you?" And I YELLED some more! And the Daddy was like "Yes, Pixie, we hear you." And I YELLED some more! So then the boy unzipped my box, and I hopped out, and there was poop all over the throwaway pad, but I scuttled into my tray and settled down.
That was stop number 1, while the Mama and Daddy cleaned out the poopy pad and put a clean one in my carry box.
Then was stop number 2, when the Mama and Daddy stopped at a store for the baby wipes they had forgotten to pack.
Then was stop number 3, when I pooped AGAIN. This time I was outside the carry box, so I tried to use the tray, but I missed because Daddy had to stop the truck suddenly while I was pooping. At that point the hooomans were thinking it was going to be a twelve FOUSAND hour trip.
But then we didn't stop until the truck needed to eat, so we gave it some food. And Daddy gave me some food and water then too. After that I settled down under the boy's legs and enjoyed the rocky hummy ride.
Then we stopped because the hooomans needed to eat, so I got another snack. When they were done eating I settled down under the Grandmom's legs for a long time.
Then the Mama wanted to put me back in my carry box! I did NOT want to do that. But she said we had to go inside a Hotel. She carried me into a tall box that lifted us up WHOOOOSH and left us in a hallway. Then she opened a door and we were in a place like a little house, with 2 beds and 2 chairs and a window and a baffroom and a microwave and a fridgerator. And there's a tall window where I can look outside, and another tall window where there's another cat. She looks like a furry nice cat. She's pretty, like me. She doesn't smell like a strange cat. When I sniff at her she sniffs back. She doesn't seem hostile. So I lie down near that window and look at her a lot.
There are lots of soft dark caves in this hotel too, so I can keep an eye on things while being invisible. I like that. A scary man with fur on his face came in to fix our microwave, and he didn't even know I was here because I was in one of my bedspread-caves the whole time!
Tonight the hoomans are going to go visit Grandmom and the uncles and aunts and cuzzins. I think I'm going to stay here though. Maybe I will order some room service while they're out!
I hope efurry other kitty has some fun Christmas Eve and Christmas plans, or other delightful holiday plans!