A Kibble Quibble! Oh my, what is to become of the courageous journalist felines? A trip to the dreaded vet? A move out East/West/South? The possibilities are endless!
Misery loves company. No whimpering or yowling. The two Cafe’s, travel much better together in the large carrier, than singly in the two single smaller carriers.
To those of you talking about putting 2 cats in 1 carrier, that only works if the first cat stays in while you try to put the second one in. I managed that once, for one trip to the vet, before the first one would hop out just as soon as I opened it up to put the second one in.
The two that we have now will walk straight in, but they were preceded by decades of tip-toeing upstairs with the carrier, trying not to rattle the door at all.
She-who-demands-that-a-slave-accompany-her-while-she-explores-her-new-garden doesn’t fuss about going to the Cat Clinic. http://www.thecatclinic.com.au
Though once she has been checked she always goes straight back into the carrier to go home.
But she might not be so calm next time, since we used the carrier to move her to a new home.
My cat Tsaryok, who left me after sixteen wonderful years last September, used to walk leashless all over the woods, through the town , with me, or ride shotgun in my car. When we’d go to the vet, I’d put a leash on him, and he’d march in through the door, tail held high. I do miss my best friend.
My mom was always smart enough to schedule her vet visits one cat at a time. So one out of the three would be trapped in the carrier and carted off …. and then sing all the way… YOWL>>>>
My tabby tries to become dead weight if I try to put her in the carrier. Luckily, once I pick her up, she’s like all right, let’s get this over with and plops right in. My black and white one however, turns into Linda Blair from the Exorcist and while I chase her around the house!
We take our two cats from Chicago to Hawaii and back every year in their carriers in the cabin. They have no problem at all with it. We pop a folding litter box at the lay-over in LA. Boom, boom and back on the plane!
I must admit, in real life, Lupin is the easiest to get into the carrier! We take it out, open the door, and he walks in. It is seriously that easy with him, I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s SO bizarre that in the comic I changed it, because who would believe it??
He really is a cat of adventure, and seems to adore every trip out, even long road trips. Lupin is a very odd cat in real life, we wouldn’t have him any other way.
Puck resists pretty hard—all three paws go out! He turns into a little cat-net and catches himself on the carrier door edges and refuses to budge.
And Elvis… You can all imagine Elvis. I have had to (gently! So gently, I swear!) coax him out from under beds with a broom by placing it next to him and sliding him angrily across the floor.
Ruth Brown over 7 years ago
I love this.
butler2jc over 7 years ago
pucky would be the easiest, little sweetie. probably could just ask him to walk into the carrier and he’d do it.
Charliegirl Premium Member over 7 years ago
They might as well suffer together. The they can compare stories and see who is the best boy!
butler2jc over 7 years ago
two people, three cats, sounds exhausting!
Tue Elung-Jensen over 7 years ago
Puck was the first to go … and willingly I´d bet.
jimmjonzz Premium Member over 7 years ago
A trip to the vet? Or a prelude to one of the moves?
Lady Bri over 7 years ago
A Kibble Quibble! Oh my, what is to become of the courageous journalist felines? A trip to the dreaded vet? A move out East/West/South? The possibilities are endless!
ctlum over 7 years ago
Ugh, the bitter taste of regret!
ChristineFoxdale over 7 years ago
2 sad little faces, 1 content and slightly curious ☺ Pucky looks to be happy to stay where he is, for the moment, at least.
TammyHarris-Dearhouse Premium Member over 7 years ago
Bwahahahaha!!! Kitty facepalm!!!! I love it!!!!!
jonathan.prater over 7 years ago
Facepaw! Adorbs!
shaunnmunn over 7 years ago
Quo vadis? Rest assured boys, Woman and Man won’t let anything bad happen to you! You guys are LOVED!
Gent over 7 years ago
The fiends! They think they can silence the fourth pillar of democracy by imprisoning them..!!
Gent over 7 years ago
Hmm… Now which one of them looks like Tarzan….
(If you didn’t get it, see today’s Tarzan strip)
Gent over 7 years ago
Well, at least it’s better than being held prisoner at an alphabet soup cannery…
(If you didn’t get it, See today’s Ziggy strip)
stairsteppublishing over 7 years ago
Misery loves company. No whimpering or yowling. The two Cafe’s, travel much better together in the large carrier, than singly in the two single smaller carriers.
Ainimache Premium Member over 7 years ago
To those of you talking about putting 2 cats in 1 carrier, that only works if the first cat stays in while you try to put the second one in. I managed that once, for one trip to the vet, before the first one would hop out just as soon as I opened it up to put the second one in.
sarah413 Premium Member over 7 years ago
We’re caught in a trap. We can’t walk out. Because our love of Kibbles is too strong.Happy Elvis Day, everyone.
Gloria Fleming over 7 years ago
Lupin, that’s how I feel after I eat the whole pint of ice cream. well, not actually then, but when i step on the scale after.
Nuliajuk over 7 years ago
The two that we have now will walk straight in, but they were preceded by decades of tip-toeing upstairs with the carrier, trying not to rattle the door at all.
Robin Harwood over 7 years ago
She-who-demands-that-a-slave-accompany-her-while-she-explores-her-new-garden doesn’t fuss about going to the Cat Clinic. http://www.thecatclinic.com.au
Though once she has been checked she always goes straight back into the carrier to go home.
But she might not be so calm next time, since we used the carrier to move her to a new home.
la_momcat over 7 years ago
My cat Tsaryok, who left me after sixteen wonderful years last September, used to walk leashless all over the woods, through the town , with me, or ride shotgun in my car. When we’d go to the vet, I’d put a leash on him, and he’d march in through the door, tail held high. I do miss my best friend.
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member over 7 years ago
Betrayed by their stomachs. Oh, the indignity!
ladykat over 7 years ago
Oh, horrors! All three cats in cages! What vile skulduggery will be visited upon them next?
theala over 7 years ago
Taz will never fall for this, thanks to BCN!
shipwright over 7 years ago
I absolutely DREAD and hope the day never comes that I have to take ALL FOUR of our cats to the vet!! Oh, the cat-astrophe!
coffeeturtle over 7 years ago
Regrets? I’ve had a few…a few too many!
johovey over 7 years ago
My mom was always smart enough to schedule her vet visits one cat at a time. So one out of the three would be trapped in the carrier and carted off …. and then sing all the way… YOWL>>>>
RAGs over 7 years ago
I don’t have any pets now (I’ve had dogs), but I was wondering if a few days of having a cat tunnel lead up to the open carrier might help.
saxie5 over 7 years ago
My tabby tries to become dead weight if I try to put her in the carrier. Luckily, once I pick her up, she’s like all right, let’s get this over with and plops right in. My black and white one however, turns into Linda Blair from the Exorcist and while I chase her around the house!
glinnik Premium Member over 7 years ago
We take our two cats from Chicago to Hawaii and back every year in their carriers in the cabin. They have no problem at all with it. We pop a folding litter box at the lay-over in LA. Boom, boom and back on the plane!
Georgia Dunn creator over 7 years ago
I must admit, in real life, Lupin is the easiest to get into the carrier! We take it out, open the door, and he walks in. It is seriously that easy with him, I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s SO bizarre that in the comic I changed it, because who would believe it??
He really is a cat of adventure, and seems to adore every trip out, even long road trips. Lupin is a very odd cat in real life, we wouldn’t have him any other way.
Puck resists pretty hard—all three paws go out! He turns into a little cat-net and catches himself on the carrier door edges and refuses to budge.
And Elvis… You can all imagine Elvis. I have had to (gently! So gently, I swear!) coax him out from under beds with a broom by placing it next to him and sliding him angrily across the floor.