puzzled ...

by the strange transport behaviour of parisians i started writing ... Some of this is true, some less so ...

Friday, May 21, 2010

Feline on a train ...

Last night I took my cat to my friend's house. We weren't invited for dinner or anything like that - I'm going on holiday and my friend is cat-sitting. This involved taking my cat on the train.

My cat doesn't like the train.

She doesn't like lemon yogurt either, but there she just shows her disgust by sniffing and walking away. Perhaps because the cat carrying contraption doesn't allow her to walk away she shows her displeasure with another method.

The method involves a screaming miaow which makes passengers look at me as if to say: "What are you doing to that poor cat?" That and "Christ, what's wrong with it?"

Once I drove for 8 hours with my parents. I should add she's not a big fan of cars either. My cat made this siren miaow for about 80% of the time.

"Make her stop!" said my mother.

"How?"

I still don't have the answer.

Last night was further complicated by the arrival of N° 2 ... a little poop in the cage, which stank in the train and disturbed the cat even further. I eventually managed to open the door, gather the n°2 with a tissue, and throw it away, while the cat pushed surprisingly hard at the door. That's all I need - a stressed cat running free in the SNCF carriage.

Luckily she recovers pretty quickly and is now nicely installed next to the windowsill in her holiday home. Until I come back from holiday and have to take her on the train.

Miaaaaaaaoooooooowwwwwwwwww............

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