The Camping Adventure

A picture tells a thousand words, so I will let the first 6,000 words come from the furkids themselves.

Baci can't wait for camping to begin

Dolce investigates the new smells

Baci looks out the window at the rain

It's crappy outside, so lets enjoy this sunbeam

Except for the weather, I approve of camping

We are very tired now.

Docle and Baci were very well behaved on our little excursion last weekend. It was a dry run for another trip we are planning later on this summer. Docle was so good on our last camping trip, it was a given that we would be taking her this year. But then Baci came into the picture. Since he and Dolce have bonded so well and the other cats really are not that crazy about the little guy, it seemed natural that we would need to get Baci used to the trailer too.

I think I read it on a blog or someother place about you can tell how well a kitten/cat is adjusting to a place by how fast they adapt/find the litterbox. Using that as a measure of how well Baci took to camping, he loves it. It took him less than ten minutes to find the litterbox. It took over thirty minutes for the stink to dissipate from the air. I guess it is partially my fault; I let the little goofball lick some of the sour cream off my peroghies the night before. Let's just say, he is very lactose-intolerant. The worst part is that is was a little loose and stuck to his fur. So we have a stinky little cat following us around trailing this pungent cloud of poo-stink.

They both played in the trailer with the toys Mom brought with her and looked out every single window in the trailer. Baci got to go for a bit of a walk but he started to try and squirm his way out of his collar. That earned him an immediate timeout in the trailer.

Dolce was pretty much an angel. She sat in my lap during the short drive to the campground. There was some front lap driving on her behalf, but I tend to ignore her since she can't see over the dashboard anyways. Then she was pretty content just look out the windows and sleep in the sunbeam and cuddle with her Dad.

So that was the camping adventure. It was lot more fun than it sounds. By the way, this is also my 200th post. Who would have thought I would have that much to say about my furchildren and our adventures together.