While I don’t love the part about being cooped up in a carrier for hours at a time, I do love the rest of travel days, especially the visiting part! My human lets me hang out at the boarding area on my leash, and mostly she thinks I am a good girl. I am looking a little annoyed here because she said that walking up to strangers who did not invite me is not being good. The man who I walked up to did not mind it at all! He was amused. My human warned me, however, that someday somebody might not be amused. But how could anybody not want to meet me?
So we landed at the Denver airport, and when we were heading for our gate, the first thing my human saw was this sign! She is beginning to think she is being followed by tornado warnings. I don’t know why somebody stuck a Chicken Day sticker up there. There was no chicken around that I could see. Except for my human, when it comes to tornadoes.
Once we got to Denver, my human grabbed some lunch and we found an empty corner to hang out. An airport employee came over to say hi to me. She was happy to see a kitty after seeing nothing but dogs. I impressed her with how well behaved I was! That happens a lot.
I have to say the view out the window wasn’t very interesting. I only saw one birdie that wasn’t made out of metal. When we boarded the plane to Burbank, my human immediately went to the back. Usually, if we have a choice when we’re flying, we sit near the front, but when we are going to Burbank, there is a back exit in addition to the front exit. If you ever fly into Burbank on Southwest, you should consider doing that — going out the back is way less crowded.
A really cool thing happened when we boarded — one of the flight attendants sat down with me and my human and admired me lots! Usually, the flight attendants are more concerned about making sure I stay in my carrier and am not seen or heard. This one let me hang out for a few minutes while she chatted with my human. She has a kitty at home and she thought I was very cool. On the flight home, there was a screaming baby — it was probably his first flight and he was scared and his ears were hurting from the pressure. He actually sounded like an angry cat! My human hoped that nobody thought it was me. Apparently nobody did because when we landed, all the people sitting around me were happy to see me when I peeked out of my carrier to look out the window.
My human lingered for a while at the airport instead of leaving immediately. She seemed to have a reason for this, and she was concerned that after such a long trip, that I would need to use the restroom.
As you can see, I was not impressed by the Pet Relief station! Sure, I sniffed it lots, but I figured I could hold back until I got home.
Finally we went to baggage claim, where we waited some more. We sat next to a lady who was nice to me and talked a lot about her own 22-year-old cat. Finally, I found out why we were hanging out for so long! My human’s boyfriend showed up. Apparently he was out of town doing shows, and his plane arrived about a half hour after we landed. So we all got to go home together.