I am very thankful to have a Savannah who is quite delighted to go camping with us. Nimar was the original camping cat in the house, but his journeys with us were a product of necessity, due to the rigid medication schedule we had to adhere to for him. In his younger, healthy, years, I do not think it would have worked. He was too hard-headed and big enough (and smart enough) to figure out how to get out of the RV... or possibly even swipe the keys and just drive off with everything. The last few years though, he was more mellow, and loved his trips in the camper. We decided to install a partition similar to that in a police car, separating the cab of the RV from the coach. This allowed us to use the truck doors as an entry point, so that we could get in, close the door and then enter the coach itself. This prevented any attempted cat escapes. It also allowed Nimar, and now Siada, to watch us as we drive.
We made sure that Siada was acclimated early to camping, with her first trip being to a friend's farm for a July 4th gathering. As usual, she had absolutely no fear, nor trepidation, over the adventure. She eagerly explored the camper, monitored folks on their outside activities, and made loads of new friends.
She went on another trip later this summer and we had our final outing this past weekend, to Charlottesville, VA. Here she got to take several walks in the campground to explore and she saw her first campfire.
I will note that Feral Kitten Mode is really something to behold in a tight space! You just need to get out of her way when she is dashing back and forth, and leaping from the floor to the dinette, to the bunk, to the floor again. She also discovered that she can get stuck inside the jack sofa (ugh).
Most amusing was our attempts to prep our dishes for our groups' 18th Century themed dinner one night during the trip. She has to be next to the sink if you are doing anything in it, and doesn't like being told she cannot watch you cut vegetables. And meat? Well, she thinks that is all hers. The most comical though, was my attempt to cut French bread on the dinette table. She bounced into the room, jumped to the back of the seat, grabbed the bread with both clawed paws and took a massive bite before I could wrestle the loaf from her.
And the newest trick learned on this outing? Well, as we were packing out Sunday, her papa was outside working and she needed to see what he was doing (as always). So I provided a box for her to stand on so that she could see out the window (as I hoped to prevent her from learning that you could climb the upholstered window frames). Well, she was adorable watching from the box, but also learned that climbing is a fun way to get a good vantage point too.
Someone on one of the online SV forums recently made a request to see progress photos of people's Savannah cats as they grow. I collected some images an am amazed to see how much little Siada has already grown!
Of course, I think this progression is even more adorable.
And while I have not gone back through photos to build out a life view of Nimar, I have to include these three. From the time we got him he loved to sit on that monitor... until he totally outgrew it!
I really have to credit the Suitical that we kept Siada in for 5 days following her spay. It not only kept her from licking the incision, but it kept her from jumping or doing too much running. She walked like Nathan Lane doing a John Wayne impression while in it, but over all, I would highly recommend the suit.
We were supposed to keep her calm for 10-14 days, as I mentioned before, but I think we made it till 8 before she was fully running again. Still chose not to jump too much, which made me stress less.
We kept her inside for more than 2 weeks though, but this weekend, I am excited to again take her for a walk in the woods. She loves pointing out the deer trails to me!
Savannah Caretaker who is honored to do the job.