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This weekend we finally got to take a real trip with the kittons in the new camper. The trip up there was interesting as Layla and Malik were a little unsettled for the ride. Siada has ridden in the truck before (and she was born fearless), so she was fine, but I had to take turns holding everyone for a bit until they calmed down for the rest of the journey.
The new Grand Designs Imagine camper proved to be as perfect for camping with feline companions as we had hoped. There was loads of room for them to romp and chase and even enough space for playing with feather wands with them.
We opted for this product over other available options as we always travel without own mobile internet source that stays in the RV at all times, that made this device ideal over those which typically cost more and require a monthly service contract.
It took only a few minutes and my iPhone to set up the Temp Stick. I now have an app that I can use to monitor the temperature and it is set to send me alerts if either the temperature reaches a certain point, or if the power goes out to our internet source. I checked the temp many times throughout today and am exceptionally pleased with my purchase. (The other item that I read great reviews for that I considered is the RV Pet Safe monitor. Had we not already had a hotspot, I would have purchased that model and their cellular plan.)
There was one thing I did not plan on, that was somewhat bizarre in close quarters, and that was Siada launching into Feral Kitton Mode at 4am. Her papa had gotten up for something briefly and it woke myself and her Princessness up as well. I saw it in her gaze and knew what was coming as she scanned around the room looking for a target.
ME: Siada, baby, no, not right now. SIADA: Engage Feral Kitton Mode! ME: No girl, you will wake everyone up. SIADA: Must.... go.... feral..... (locks eyes with Malik) MALIK: Oh crap (jumps onto the counters, followed by a wild-eyed Princess, off the counter again, over the dinette, behind the recliners where a WWE match ensued, leaping out onto the chairs, the top bunk, the bedroom) ME: <sigh> (heaving my tired carcass out of bed to stop the rampage) Siada, you need to leave him alone, someday he will be bigger than you. SIADA: I will go feral on your ankles!! (and she did) ME: Come here little Malik, that girl is picking on you (rescues him from the blankets draping off the edge of the bed and then shove him under the blankets and give him a fuzzy blanket, he suckles on the, as a pacifier) SIADA: (says nothing because she is already curled up asleep on the recliner) LAYLA: BEST DAY EVER (as she jumps on and off the top bunk repeatedly for no apparent reason, shaking the entire trailer with each landing) ME: And this was a good idea why??? The Merry Rosette participates in the Amazon Associates program and a small commission is earned on qualifying purchases.
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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. #campingkitten #FeralKittenMode #Savannahcat |
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