Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Friends, it has been awhile.

I think it is the prospect of the amazing blog entry that I'm going to get while traveling with Mel over the holidays that has kept my creativity at bay.  The mere thought of the adventure this will be (that I'm already regretting) is phenomenal.

Other than Mel trying to set my house on fire by knocking over a lit candle on top of a bookcase, the antics have been about normal.  Luckily my belongings are not burned, simply covered with gooey "Evergreen" wax.  As is my carpet.  I might replace that section of carpet with her hide.

Even decorating for Christmas has gone (mostly) without incident - besides some chewing on the tree branches.  She was very "helpful" and loudly expressed her opinions for decorations as they came out of the box.

Here she is in her Christmas tutu:

And here in her Christmas sweater:

But yes, my excitement is in the blog entry I will get to write after traveling through security with her for Christmas.  

You see, with all the TSA controversy, I began wondering how I was going to get my cat through security and onto the plane.  No way I would put her through the xray machine.  So I visited TSA's website which instructed me that they don't put pets through the xray machine, and that I could carry my pet through the metal detector.  uhh... without anything as a restraint?  Nooooo thanks.  
I can see the conversation now: 
"Excuse me ma'am, could you please remove your cat from her carrier and hold her as you walk through the metal detector." 
"No sir, YOU can remove her from the carrier and hold her as I walk through the metal detector..."

So I continued to read about my "options."

From the TSA website: 
"If this is not possible, your animal will have to undergo a secondary screening, including a visual and physical inspection by our Security Officers."

A physical inspection of my cat?  

Dear TSA - Is that simultaneous with your physical pat down of myself?  How kinky can we be here?  Of course numerous extremely inappropriate jokes have run through my mind, none of which I should probably put on here. 

But really I can see this happening -  

"Excuse me officer- if you touch my cat's junk, she'll have you shredded." 

1 comment:

  1. I can only imagine the hell you would suffer if that cat was not declawed :)