It’s me Mochy! I flew all the way from Dee-troit to New York City on a big aeroplane! That’s me, in my carrier, under my new Mom’s seat.
I didn’t think I was going to like this flying thing. Look at me at the airport! I am making a tiny noise from inside my nice new Sherpa bag.
Hrrrmp. I am a big girl…and that is a small bag. Maybe Eileen Fisher makes a bag that would fit me?
Anway…when my new Mom took me out of the bag to go through the big metal doorway machine, everyone in the very long line of passengers gasped! It sounded like airbrakes on a big truck. What? They never saw a pink hairless kitty and a bright blue harness before?
My new Mom (NM) let the security guard touch me. She thought maybe we would get a free soda of something. She was wrong. Spirit Airlnes is bare bones. Good for me, though. The bare part.
So off we went….into the sky…I was not very scared at all. I slept most of the way. But when we landed, and got into that taxi, we went over so many bumps on the LIE that I peed in my carrier.
Boy, was I…mad. So I howled a few times, just to let NM know I am not a goody goody girl.
Finally we got to Greenwich Village. Now I have tried out a heated bed, a tent, and Ray’s love sack. But I think that for the time being I am going to stay right here, on an old shopping bag filled with laptop boxes, under NM’s bed.
I will tell you more after I’ve had a nap.