Sabrina

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HRH Sabrina the Princess of Felinity

Camping with a precocious and curious one and half year old female cat is an experience one can never forget. The process of preparing for Sabrina’s emergence into the cold, cruel world was not only fraught with difficulties, but also anxiety. The difficulty is bringing the proper toiletry supplies and food, but also the proper restraints to protect Sabrina from wandering off.

Trying to find a body harness and a leash proved to be more vexing then we had anticipated. After traversing Edmonton, we settled for an expensive leash and harness. I must say that I should get into the pet business; you can sell crap and charge premium for the product. Well, with the restraint in hand, it was off to the lake to go camping.

Oh me, oh my, cats wander, they like to snuggle by your feet, by your head, on your lap when you are driving. Thank goodness the trip to the lake was short.

After arriving at our camp spot, Sabrina was staked in a comfortable, shaded glen. Food was placed, as well as water. All the comforts of home, except for some small matters.

“What the heck are these noises and furry things?” Sabrina would think. Squirrels, birds, crows, ants, bugs, butterflies, smells, the open sky!! This was too much at times. Sabrina would settle to relax, and another noise would disturb the Royal Beauty’s rest.  

Well, we figure after this harrowing experience during the day, Sabrina would be looking to succumb to the blissful blanket of sleep. No! No! Nope!! What you least expect happens. I wake up in the middle of the night to check on Sabrina (she has the forward section of the tent enclosure), only to discover she is gone. Great!! Lost cat.

I hear, to my dismay, a woeful cry, a pitiful moan, from some animal. Yep, Sabrina snuck out and got caught in the chairs, her leash all wrapped up. She was a little frightened, proven by the fact I was hissed at. Well, a little TLC cured that and she was placed back in the comfort of the tent area.

Tomorrow was to be a beautiful day, and the weather forecasters were correct. Taking Sabrina to the beach was not a problem, just drag the inflatable along the sand and place her in it. She seemed to enjoy the notoriety. The noble cat being pulled along by two humans. Ha. Ha. Ha.

I think Sabrina is part gopher, for as soon as we set up the umbrella and placed the inflatable on the ground, guess who started digging? Yep, Sabrina. She dug her way under the sand to sit under the inflatable. Go figure. But this was not the end of the story. During the night after we placed her in the tent, Sabrina, in her moment of trying to escape, crawled under the tent and was a small ball of meow. Her freedom was cut short, for I had placed her on a shorter leash. This proved to provide Sabina with a restricted range of escape, but it was enough to crawl half way under the tent.

The next day was uneventful, as it appeared that Sabrina was willing to settle into the routine of camping. Well our venture out with Sabrina was a shakedown cruise for our planned trip to the coast. So far the bugs are worked out but you never know, after all we are talking about a cat who becomes a gopher.


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