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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
Bottom line: we are in San Antonio.
First, I want to send serious purrs and prayers for the safety of those in Ike's path. It appears that our home is south enough to no longer be in the target zone, but we did not know that until we got here. We are fortunate to have been able to get ourselves out of harm's way and will keep those who are not so fortunate in our thoughts and prayers. Also, we remember those medical providers, police, fire fighters, military, and others who stay behind to help as needed. As for us, the doctor released Jim yesterday so that we could travel together. I had most of the stuff packed, but we still had a little more to do. He is not supposed to lift anything, which was hard for him. I had to remind him a few times. It was so good to have him there. This morning, I got up about 5 a.m. Jim was getting a good sleep, and he needed the rest. I fed the cats so that they would have time to settle the tummies and use the litter box before we set out. They had been remarkably calm during the packing phase and continued to be calm while I packed some last items. All went well until we were ready to load them. We got Cinder crated first, but Rosie, alerted by Cinder's howl, disappeared under the bed. We had to push her out with a broom, and I caught her and put her in her crate. We pulled out of the driveway about 7:30 a.m. Traffic was light and the weather was good. The cats were quiet. I brought the newspaper, which I read until I discovered that the section with the comics and Jim's crossword puzzles was missing. He denied taking the crosswords out, and I looked around, but didn't see any more sections of the newspaper. About that time we smelled something unpleasant. Rosie was huddled in the back of her crate, trying unsuccessfully to stay out of the big puddle of vomit that covered the liner on the bottom. We couldn't pull over because the shoulder was designated as a hurricane escape lane, and someone might just plow into us. So, poor Rosie had to endure for more than an hour until we could turn into a rest area. After we stopped, I pulled the liner out from under Rosie, and discovered she was sopping wet and covered with vomit on her stomach, hips, hind legs and tail. I wiped her off the best I could with paper towels and grabbed the newspaper off the front passenger seat and put it under her to help sop up some of the wetness that remained on her fur. Jim and I took turns taking care of our own needs, then got back in the car to continue. Then, I noticed the newspaper on the floor at my feet. And it dawned on me that I had been sitting on the section with the crosswords and that was what I had slipped underneath Rosie. So much for Jim's crosswords. The traffic was so light that we got to the motel at a little after 10 a.m. The last time we evacuated, the hurricane was Bret, and it took us 8 hours to get to San Antonio without any rest stops. Although we were way too early, the motel had a room ready and checked us in. Rosie felt better after I washed her off in the sink. This was her first bath ever, so she was a little confused at first, but she was a good sport. After we were settled, Jim and I had lunch and took a little walk. We are across the street from the Alamo and near the Riverwalk. After our walk, we were exhausted, especially Jim, who insisted on driving. We crashed and slept for almost three hours. This place is filling up with people from Houston and Galveston and other places along the coast. It is pet friendly, and it's fun to watch people walking their dogs and dogs walking their people. We have reserved this room until Monday morning. We so appreciate all the purrs, prayers, and good vibrations. Annie, Jim, Rosie and Cinder |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
So glad you made it safely.
Purrs and prayers for all those involved with horrid storm. This is scary. Love Kyla "Annie Wxill" Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. First, I want to send serious purrs and prayers for the safety of those in Ike's path. It appears that our home is south enough to no longer be in the target zone, but we did not know that until we got here. We are fortunate to have been able to get ourselves out of harm's way and will keep those who are not so fortunate in our thoughts and prayers. Also, we remember those medical providers, police, fire fighters, military, and others who stay behind to help as needed. As for us, the doctor released Jim yesterday so that we could travel together. I had most of the stuff packed, but we still had a little more to do. He is not supposed to lift anything, which was hard for him. I had to remind him a few times. It was so good to have him there. This morning, I got up about 5 a.m. Jim was getting a good sleep, and he needed the rest. I fed the cats so that they would have time to settle the tummies and use the litter box before we set out. They had been remarkably calm during the packing phase and continued to be calm while I packed some last items. All went well until we were ready to load them. We got Cinder crated first, but Rosie, alerted by Cinder's howl, disappeared under the bed. We had to push her out with a broom, and I caught her and put her in her crate. We pulled out of the driveway about 7:30 a.m. Traffic was light and the weather was good. The cats were quiet. I brought the newspaper, which I read until I discovered that the section with the comics and Jim's crossword puzzles was missing. He denied taking the crosswords out, and I looked around, but didn't see any more sections of the newspaper. About that time we smelled something unpleasant. Rosie was huddled in the back of her crate, trying unsuccessfully to stay out of the big puddle of vomit that covered the liner on the bottom. We couldn't pull over because the shoulder was designated as a hurricane escape lane, and someone might just plow into us. So, poor Rosie had to endure for more than an hour until we could turn into a rest area. After we stopped, I pulled the liner out from under Rosie, and discovered she was sopping wet and covered with vomit on her stomach, hips, hind legs and tail. I wiped her off the best I could with paper towels and grabbed the newspaper off the front passenger seat and put it under her to help sop up some of the wetness that remained on her fur. Jim and I took turns taking care of our own needs, then got back in the car to continue. Then, I noticed the newspaper on the floor at my feet. And it dawned on me that I had been sitting on the section with the crosswords and that was what I had slipped underneath Rosie. So much for Jim's crosswords. The traffic was so light that we got to the motel at a little after 10 a.m. The last time we evacuated, the hurricane was Bret, and it took us 8 hours to get to San Antonio without any rest stops. Although we were way too early, the motel had a room ready and checked us in. Rosie felt better after I washed her off in the sink. This was her first bath ever, so she was a little confused at first, but she was a good sport. After we were settled, Jim and I had lunch and took a little walk. We are across the street from the Alamo and near the Riverwalk. After our walk, we were exhausted, especially Jim, who insisted on driving. We crashed and slept for almost three hours. This place is filling up with people from Houston and Galveston and other places along the coast. It is pet friendly, and it's fun to watch people walking their dogs and dogs walking their people. We have reserved this room until Monday morning. We so appreciate all the purrs, prayers, and good vibrations. Annie, Jim, Rosie and Cinder |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
On Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:14:42 -0700 (PDT), Annie Wxill
wrote: Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. Massive snippage of unpleasant journey I'm very happy to read that you and your cats are well out of harm's way, and that your trip was not nearly as bad as I imagined: Long slow drive in massive bumper to bumper traffic. Plus Jim being in very bad shape/pain from his very recent surgery. And I am still somewhat amazed at the idea of a 'pet friendly' motel. But, after all those people lost their pets to Katrina, I'll bet the demand for 'pet friendly' lodgings forced hotels and motels to accept pets, if they wanted to rent out their rooms. One of the few 'good' things to happen after Katrina. I hope your stay is uneventful, and your home is OK when you return to it. Purrs are on their way to help ensure this! ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ^..^ "Life without cats would be only marginally worth living." -TC, and the unmercifully, relentlessly, sweet calico kitty, Kenzie. Every day is a treasure with Kenzie; I try to treat them that way. There will only be so many, and then there will never, ever, be any more. How you behave towards cats here below determines your status in Heaven. - Robert Heinlein |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
Glad to hear you are all safe, even if Jim's crossword puzzle isn't"t! Pet
friendly motels can be fun, seeing the dogs that have never been on leashes taking their people for walks. "Annie Wxill" wrote in message ... Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. First, I want to send serious purrs and prayers for the safety of those in Ike's path. It appears that our home is south enough to no longer be in the target zone, but we did not know that until we got here. We are fortunate to have been able to get ourselves out of harm's way and will keep those who are not so fortunate in our thoughts and prayers. Also, we remember those medical providers, police, fire fighters, military, and others who stay behind to help as needed. As for us, the doctor released Jim yesterday so that we could travel together. I had most of the stuff packed, but we still had a little more to do. He is not supposed to lift anything, which was hard for him. I had to remind him a few times. It was so good to have him there. This morning, I got up about 5 a.m. Jim was getting a good sleep, and he needed the rest. I fed the cats so that they would have time to settle the tummies and use the litter box before we set out. They had been remarkably calm during the packing phase and continued to be calm while I packed some last items. All went well until we were ready to load them. We got Cinder crated first, but Rosie, alerted by Cinder's howl, disappeared under the bed. We had to push her out with a broom, and I caught her and put her in her crate. We pulled out of the driveway about 7:30 a.m. Traffic was light and the weather was good. The cats were quiet. I brought the newspaper, which I read until I discovered that the section with the comics and Jim's crossword puzzles was missing. He denied taking the crosswords out, and I looked around, but didn't see any more sections of the newspaper. About that time we smelled something unpleasant. Rosie was huddled in the back of her crate, trying unsuccessfully to stay out of the big puddle of vomit that covered the liner on the bottom. We couldn't pull over because the shoulder was designated as a hurricane escape lane, and someone might just plow into us. So, poor Rosie had to endure for more than an hour until we could turn into a rest area. After we stopped, I pulled the liner out from under Rosie, and discovered she was sopping wet and covered with vomit on her stomach, hips, hind legs and tail. I wiped her off the best I could with paper towels and grabbed the newspaper off the front passenger seat and put it under her to help sop up some of the wetness that remained on her fur. Jim and I took turns taking care of our own needs, then got back in the car to continue. Then, I noticed the newspaper on the floor at my feet. And it dawned on me that I had been sitting on the section with the crosswords and that was what I had slipped underneath Rosie. So much for Jim's crosswords. The traffic was so light that we got to the motel at a little after 10 a.m. The last time we evacuated, the hurricane was Bret, and it took us 8 hours to get to San Antonio without any rest stops. Although we were way too early, the motel had a room ready and checked us in. Rosie felt better after I washed her off in the sink. This was her first bath ever, so she was a little confused at first, but she was a good sport. After we were settled, Jim and I had lunch and took a little walk. We are across the street from the Alamo and near the Riverwalk. After our walk, we were exhausted, especially Jim, who insisted on driving. We crashed and slept for almost three hours. This place is filling up with people from Houston and Galveston and other places along the coast. It is pet friendly, and it's fun to watch people walking their dogs and dogs walking their people. We have reserved this room until Monday morning. We so appreciate all the purrs, prayers, and good vibrations. Annie, Jim, Rosie and Cinder |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
Annie Wxill wrote:
Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. snip I'm so glad you're all safe. Poor Rosie, I home she doesn't have any problem on the return journey. -- Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow) Cats leave pawprints on your heart http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
Glad to hear y'all were able to travel together.
Tell Jim we are still purring and praying for him to start feeling better quickly. Give extra skritches to the furbabies from us, and God bless you. You are an extremely patient and loving woman. Lily & her mama "Annie Wxill" wrote in message ... Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. First, I want to send serious purrs and prayers for the safety of those in Ike's path. It appears that our home is south enough to no longer be in the target zone, but we did not know that until we got here. We are fortunate to have been able to get ourselves out of harm's way and will keep those who are not so fortunate in our thoughts and prayers. Also, we remember those medical providers, police, fire fighters, military, and others who stay behind to help as needed. As for us, the doctor released Jim yesterday so that we could travel together. I had most of the stuff packed, but we still had a little more to do. He is not supposed to lift anything, which was hard for him. I had to remind him a few times. It was so good to have him there. This morning, I got up about 5 a.m. Jim was getting a good sleep, and he needed the rest. I fed the cats so that they would have time to settle the tummies and use the litter box before we set out. They had been remarkably calm during the packing phase and continued to be calm while I packed some last items. All went well until we were ready to load them. We got Cinder crated first, but Rosie, alerted by Cinder's howl, disappeared under the bed. We had to push her out with a broom, and I caught her and put her in her crate. We pulled out of the driveway about 7:30 a.m. Traffic was light and the weather was good. The cats were quiet. I brought the newspaper, which I read until I discovered that the section with the comics and Jim's crossword puzzles was missing. He denied taking the crosswords out, and I looked around, but didn't see any more sections of the newspaper. About that time we smelled something unpleasant. Rosie was huddled in the back of her crate, trying unsuccessfully to stay out of the big puddle of vomit that covered the liner on the bottom. We couldn't pull over because the shoulder was designated as a hurricane escape lane, and someone might just plow into us. So, poor Rosie had to endure for more than an hour until we could turn into a rest area. After we stopped, I pulled the liner out from under Rosie, and discovered she was sopping wet and covered with vomit on her stomach, hips, hind legs and tail. I wiped her off the best I could with paper towels and grabbed the newspaper off the front passenger seat and put it under her to help sop up some of the wetness that remained on her fur. Jim and I took turns taking care of our own needs, then got back in the car to continue. Then, I noticed the newspaper on the floor at my feet. And it dawned on me that I had been sitting on the section with the crosswords and that was what I had slipped underneath Rosie. So much for Jim's crosswords. The traffic was so light that we got to the motel at a little after 10 a.m. The last time we evacuated, the hurricane was Bret, and it took us 8 hours to get to San Antonio without any rest stops. Although we were way too early, the motel had a room ready and checked us in. Rosie felt better after I washed her off in the sink. This was her first bath ever, so she was a little confused at first, but she was a good sport. After we were settled, Jim and I had lunch and took a little walk. We are across the street from the Alamo and near the Riverwalk. After our walk, we were exhausted, especially Jim, who insisted on driving. We crashed and slept for almost three hours. This place is filling up with people from Houston and Galveston and other places along the coast. It is pet friendly, and it's fun to watch people walking their dogs and dogs walking their people. We have reserved this room until Monday morning. We so appreciate all the purrs, prayers, and good vibrations. Annie, Jim, Rosie and Cinder -- Irulan from the stars we come to the stars we return from now until the end of time. |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
Gandalf wrote:
On Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:14:42 -0700 (PDT), Annie Wxill wrote: Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. Massive snippage of unpleasant journey I'm very happy to read that you and your cats are well out of harm's way, and that your trip was not nearly as bad as I imagined: Long slow drive in massive bumper to bumper traffic. Plus Jim being in very bad shape/pain from his very recent surgery. And I am still somewhat amazed at the idea of a 'pet friendly' motel. They're all over the place. It may be more prevalent since Katrina but I really don't think the two are related. Lots of those evacuees left pets because the officials wouldn't allow them to bring pets along to evacuation shelters. If they'd been able to leave early and gone to motels instead I'm sure they'd have taken their pets! Those who had to rely on evacuation busses going to shelters weren't given the option. And remember the backlash!! There are lots of web sites devoted to finding pet friendly lodgings. Some even have mapquest-like features so you can find out what's available on your planned travel route. The chain motels and hotels *do* tack on an extra nightly charge to compensate for possible damage. Back in the 1980's my brother and I drove together with my dog to visit our parents here in SC. On our drive back home we had major car trouble and got stuck in Florence, Alabama while waiting for a part for his car to be sent to the dealership. The motel we checked into was family owned and not only didn't they mind my dog, they didn't charge extra for him to stay there Jill |
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hopitus wrote:
On Sep 12, 9:11 am, "jmcquown" wrote: Gandalf wrote: On Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:14:42 -0700 (PDT), Annie Wxill wrote: Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. Massive snippage of unpleasant journey I'm very happy to read that you and your cats are well out of harm's way, and that your trip was not nearly as bad as I imagined: Long slow drive in massive bumper to bumper traffic. Plus Jim being in very bad shape/pain from his very recent surgery. And I am still somewhat amazed at the idea of a 'pet friendly' motel. They're all over the place. It may be more prevalent since Katrina but I really don't think the two are related. Lots of those evacuees left pets because the officials wouldn't allow them to bring pets along to evacuation shelters. If they'd been able to leave early and gone to motels instead I'm sure they'd have taken their pets! Those who had to rely on evacuation busses going to shelters weren't given the option. And remember the backlash!! There are lots of web sites devoted to finding pet friendly lodgings. Some even have mapquest-like features so you can find out what's available on your planned travel route. The chain motels and hotels *do* tack on an extra nightly charge to compensate for possible damage. Back in the 1980's my brother and I drove together with my dog to visit our parents here in SC. On our drive back home we had major car trouble and got stuck in Florence, Alabama while waiting for a part for his car to be sent to the dealership. The motel we checked into was family owned and not only didn't they mind my dog, they didn't charge extra for him to stay there Jill LONGe I'd venture the "pet-friendly" status might depend a lot on circumstances of the moment. I had sent the two girlcats on ahead when I was waiting a week to close on sale of my FL house; they traveled by air freight (pet section of plane belly, way ahead reserved) having given lavish tips to all personnel where I left their carriers I was gratified to learn my relatives retrieved them in MileHigh finding their carriers clean (no litterbox offerings inside), water in small containers for them, and dry food actually spilling out of carrier. (snippage) Not to rain on your parade but what newsreader are you using to post? Did you recently change newsreaders? Your posts come across even on Windows Mail (formerly OE with Quotefix) as disjointed and very difficult for me to read. It's been that way for quite a while now. I didn't used to have that problem reading your posts, hopitus. Jill |
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"jmcquown" wrote in message . .. Gandalf wrote: On Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:14:42 -0700 (PDT), Annie Wxill wrote: Bottom line: we are in San Antonio. Massive snippage of unpleasant journey I'm very happy to read that you and your cats are well out of harm's way, and that your trip was not nearly as bad as I imagined: Long slow drive in massive bumper to bumper traffic. Plus Jim being in very bad shape/pain from his very recent surgery. And I am still somewhat amazed at the idea of a 'pet friendly' motel. They're all over the place. It may be more prevalent since Katrina but I really don't think the two are related. Lots of those evacuees left pets because the officials wouldn't allow them to bring pets along to evacuation shelters. If they'd been able to leave early and gone to motels instead I'm sure they'd have taken their pets! Those who had to rely on evacuation busses going to shelters weren't given the option. And remember the backlash!! There are lots of web sites devoted to finding pet friendly lodgings. Some even have mapquest-like features so you can find out what's available on your planned travel route. The chain motels and hotels *do* tack on an extra nightly charge to compensate for possible damage. Back in the 1980's my brother and I drove together with my dog to visit our parents here in SC. On our drive back home we had major car trouble and got stuck in Florence, Alabama while waiting for a part for his car to be sent to the dealership. The motel we checked into was family owned and not only didn't they mind my dog, they didn't charge extra for him to stay there Also, it never hurts to ask. Plenty of places advertise no pets so they will have an out when someone show up with an absolute monster. Jo |
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Evacuation: Mission Accomplished
"hopitus" wrote in message news:974ebd9a-4e24-473d-ab92-. I had sent the two girlcats on ahead when I was waiting a week to close on sale of my FL house; they traveled by air freight (pet section of plane belly, way ahead reserved) having given lavish tips to all personnel where I left their carriers I was gratified to learn my relatives retrieved them in MileHigh finding their carriers clean (no litterbox offerings inside), water in small containers for them, and dry food actually spilling out of carrier. Lavish tips changed hands again and I felt well worth it as they were obviously treated like pet royalty by the baggage people of Delta. My BIL worked for years as a baggage handler for Western Airlines. He considered it his mission in life to make sure any traveling animals that he had any contact with got they very best of care and protection. It was a good thing when he lived and worked in Portland OR, and I imagine it was lifesaver more than once when he was transferred to Las Vegas. Jo |
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