Corky Bloom Studio

To earn someone trust is an amazing thing. They know that they could count on you for anything. Just knowing the fact that people rely on you can be comforting. What happens when you lose that trust, you have no way of communicating about how to fix the world that is crushing down on both of you.  This has happened to me, when I brought my cat onto a plane.

I have to admit that taking a pet on a plane wasn’t a big deal to me. People told me horror stories, but I thought it was crazy talk. Once I arrive to get my ticket, they told me that they over booked my flight. I was furious since I bought my ticket way in advance. They told me I would have to take another flight, which had two stops. I bought a direct flight to make the trip easier for the cat, but that was thrown out the window. All I could do is look at my cat in her carrier case as I felt so bad for her. She was scared and burying her face to hide. I started to think that someone hated me upstairs.

I was dreading the fact of going through security with the cat. I get nervous going through security because of the fact I have to rush to get my shoes and belt off, while putting all my junk in the plastic bin. Now I have a cat with me that was skittish around crowds.  I was ready to accept my faith of this ending terribly, but the cat had other plans. I took her out of her carrier case and she didn’t run or move. She scanned the area while they checked her carrier case. Once I got back the carrier case she rushed back inside to hide away from everyone. I was guessing now she was building rage towards me for this experience.

Once getting on the plane, I had a feeling that Karma was going to bite me in the butt. I was changing the whole world of my cat and it only seems right for something to happen to me. On the plane, I got to my seat and put the cat underneath. The engines of the plane began to roar and I assume the cat would start meowing, but she was quiet. It is as if she was enjoying the flight or she is just accepting her fate. On our second flight, she was still quiet and didn’t make a sound or even pissed in the carrier. The cat was a champ. For me it was different. I was stuck between two huge guys that I had to fight for arm rest room. It was a four hour epic battle that I lost. When I tried to watch a movie, my headphones didn’t work at all. To make it worse, in my view of where I was sitting someone was watching Transformer 4. I just watched that with no sound and it felt like slow torture. Karma bites me in the butt and the cat had scored a victory.

I finally got the cat safe to our location without a hitch. The cat is with my wife right now and I’m back home packing everything for our move. I wish I could really know what was going on in the cat’s head while she was going through her first flight experience. I do have an idea. That night we arrive, she ended up peeing on one of my shirts. I’m guessing I’m not her favourite person right now, but it will change when she needs me to feed her. God, you have to love animals.

When she was happy.

This is after her flight.