Of the two cats I had then, Mandy was usually the one with the Empress
of the Universe attitude and the determination to explore said universe,
but during that period, the more laid-back Betsy decided to act up.


My most memorable BCT happened around 2008, when Nancy and I were moving
from Iowa to Illinois. I moved about a month before Nancy did, to let
her supervise the movers and get the house rented while I started my new
job. About halfway through that month I drove back Iowa and picked up
the cats, loading them into the back seat of my pickup. The trip wa
uneventful, but when I got to Illinois I couldn't find Amelia.

I searched everywhere in that truck but found no sign of her. I started
to worry that she had snuck out of the truck when I stopped for gas back
in Iowa. I was getting well and truly panicked when I remembered that
all the cats had RF locator tags on their collars. I went into the house
and dug out the receiver, and sure enough it showed Amelia's collar as
being close. I used the direction finding feature on the receiver and
tracked Amelia to the back seat of the pickup. When I rested my head on
the floor of the truck and shined a flashlight under the rear seat,
there was Amelia.

Apparently she got frightened by the ride and hid as far under the seat
as she could get.

--
D Mahoney