We traveled to visit my dad for a few days this past week. We've traveled with Hannah frequently and she always does well, but we were unsure of how Tumbles would travel, how he would react once at Dad's, and how the 2 would interact once there. They were fantastic!
On the way down, Hannah was an angel and didn't make a peep while in her carrier for almost 6 hours. Tumbles mournfully announced his displeasure for about 30 minutes then calmed down and we didn't hear anything else from him the rest of the trip. But oh the cries! That boy can make you feel so guilty for confining him in that carrier! So mournful and pathetic!!
Once we arrived, Hannah jumped out of the carrier, explored her favorite spots in our room, then went and socialized with Grandpa. She pretty much acted like she owned the place. She was nervous the first night, which is normal, but after that, she was out and about, fully at home. Tumbles hid under the bed for the first night, which I'd suspected he would do, so he had some nice bedding of towels to sleep on. On day 2, he decided to come out from under the bed and explore the room, but wasn't too keen on leaving the room. He also rediscovered his voice.
On day 3, he started exploring the rest of the house and by the afternoon was comfortable coming out to socialize with us.
There were no inappropriate eliminations or explorations, except for when Tumbles decided to jump up on the table while we were eating dinner last night. I was stunned since he's NEVER done anything like that here at home! My dad just shook his head and laughed. Mark and I were so embarrassed!
The return trip was equally uneventful, but Tumbles took longer to calm down and stop whining and crying. Once I put my fingers through the door of the cage and started loving on him, he was fine.
Here they are chillaxin' on the bed.
On the way down, Hannah was an angel and didn't make a peep while in her carrier for almost 6 hours. Tumbles mournfully announced his displeasure for about 30 minutes then calmed down and we didn't hear anything else from him the rest of the trip. But oh the cries! That boy can make you feel so guilty for confining him in that carrier! So mournful and pathetic!!
Once we arrived, Hannah jumped out of the carrier, explored her favorite spots in our room, then went and socialized with Grandpa. She pretty much acted like she owned the place. She was nervous the first night, which is normal, but after that, she was out and about, fully at home. Tumbles hid under the bed for the first night, which I'd suspected he would do, so he had some nice bedding of towels to sleep on. On day 2, he decided to come out from under the bed and explore the room, but wasn't too keen on leaving the room. He also rediscovered his voice.
There were no inappropriate eliminations or explorations, except for when Tumbles decided to jump up on the table while we were eating dinner last night. I was stunned since he's NEVER done anything like that here at home! My dad just shook his head and laughed. Mark and I were so embarrassed!
The return trip was equally uneventful, but Tumbles took longer to calm down and stop whining and crying. Once I put my fingers through the door of the cage and started loving on him, he was fine.
Here they are chillaxin' on the bed.
