Angel Seney's International Trip in 1999

 "Lynn,  Seney must have had one heck of a trip. Please do not

try to take me on one!"

In the 1980's I had been to Seney (see-knee) a few times.

It is in the upper peninsula of Michigan.  And I had always

mispronounced it  "say-knee".  So that is how I pronounced

Seney's name when she came to be with me in 1993.

Until 1999, Seney had always stayed home on our vacation times.

We had a reliable pet sitter those first years. But in 1999 that changed and

from then until 2009 Seney traveled with us in a camper van.  Sometimes

just for long weekends, sometimes for a week at a time.

In 1999 her first trip was in the Spring and we were gone just a short

week.  But in late June, we were lucky enough to have 6 weeks to

travel.  And we started out going north to Canada. But getting there

took us right by her mispronounced namesake.

Seney traveled fairly well.  She always got car sick the

first hour or so of the ride,  poor girl always drooling.

But once under way, she quickly enjoyed looking out the windows.

She had a few of her very own hidey-holes when she needed

a nap or rest her eyes.

We entered Canada at Portal, Manitoba. I had called a 

lovely helpful woman in Saskatchewan, Canada for a guide

to sites to see from Manitoba to British Columbia.

At least for me, this long distance call for info in paper

packet form was the only way I could find out road maps

and sites.

We had slight trouble with the climate control fan while

we were going through Swift Current, Saskatchewan.  The

auto dealer there was kind enough to call ahead to Medicine Hat,

Alberta to arrange for a part to be available the next day.

There Seney had to stay in her travel box for an hour or more

while we were in the waiting room.  But everyone working there and

other customers seemed to enjoy seeing just a peek of her. 

Nice that she was not vocal, though.

We had a very memorable trip.  But when we 

carried Seney's travel box into the kitchen at home,

after being gone so very long, and her totally confined to

the van, she was bewildered.  It took her more than a 

few minutes to stand there and just look around in complete

shock her "home was still here" after all this time.

I have never tried to travel with Precious. The time to

have started that was as soon as she came to live with us and

was only 14 or 15 months old.  Not going to teach an old cat

new tricks.  I just stay home with her and am grateful for her

company.

"That's as it should be, Lynn.  You are a lucky woman

to have me stay home with you, instead of me traveling

all over the world."

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