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Susa the leash trained cat

Published on by Katya in the category pets and travel | Leave a comment

Aside from the rainy days, Susa likes to spend at least half her day tied outside the trailer. We started leash training her as soon almost as we adopted her. The thought of some poor cat locked up in the trailer all day every day without even a chance of eating fresh grass or chasing a butterfly was unbearable. She was already about 6 months old when we got her, but it was surprisingly easy. Maybe she’s a tolerant cat but I’m still pretty sure anyone can leash train a cat if they start them young.
We started by buying a harness. We spent about $30 on a nice padded harness from one of those fancier pet stores, this one on Magazine Street in New Orleans. It was intended for small dogs but after just one return we had the right size and she was on her way to being an indoor outdoor cat while we travel.
We started by putting the harness on her while inside the house for a few minutes a day, with treat reinforcement. Her first real test was when we took her to the vet for an ear infection and didn’t have a carrier yet. We still had the brougham as our main transportation and she wasn’t accustom to the traveling part yet, so she stayed in the bathroom for the drive. When we got to the vet, there was a man with a weed whacker outside making a ton of noise and I knew the only way to get her inside the building was if he stopped. He was willing to wait for our mad dash to the door (where she still scratched the crap out of me) but we made it inside alive.
She was immediately cooperative. Aside from trying to crawl all over and behind the bags of dog food (not out of fear, out of curiosity), she sat in the chair next to me or on the floor patiently, and because she was so used to Chena, when dogs came in or left she just watched them curiously, and luckily none of them cared about her.
She didn’t walk to the vet room when it was time but the fact that a cat can wear a harness and leash and not freak out and do wacky back flips to get out, is a feat in itself.
Ever since, she’s been a regular outdoor adventurer, as you may have noticed from previous blogs and videos. We spent most of the summer with her tied out while we work outside, keeping an eye on her at all times in case she harassed some dangerous bug, lays in a fire ant pile or gets scared by a passing car, but she’s now at a point where she is tied outside alone with the door open about a foot. I still check on her every 5-10 minutes or whenever I hear a noise, in case she gets tangled and can’t come inside or to comfort her when a car drives by. After all she is basically a country cat with no socialization with other people, I’m sure one day she’ll live in an apartment or house in a city somewhere but as it in, strangers and cars make her nervous. She is not at all nervous around the house which assures me she’ll adapt just fine to any busier life she suddenly may have.

I don’t think theres a good chance of most cats being lead-able, even if they can accept the harness without incident. Cats are stubborn and paranoid animals and Susa still doesn’t like to be pulled on. She won’t freak out or anything but she’ll only move if she wants to. We go for regular walks when we stay in state parks and you can entice her to go a direction by giving her a slight tug. Unless she’s really set on going somewhere specific, she’ll do a little jog in that direction. When it’s time to come back, there’s a half ‘carry her’, half ‘tug in the direction of home’ game that usually works, although in her own time. She won’t be walking down any city sidewalks or anything and I hope no one expects their cat to either.

Today I let her go a little further to the river side where she found a pile of dried leaves. She rolled around and dug her face in them for a good half hour.
This is why I won’t have a strictly indoor cat. Safety aside, its their happiness that matters, even if it means they die 5 years before their time. People might live longer too if we were kept inside a bubble and fed nutritional gruel, but we would be much happier if we could smell the breeze and feel the sun (through a window doesn’t count).

Susa in the Leaves

Susa in the leaves

Susa in the leaves

Rain on my Windscreen

Published on by Ross in the category history, RV life, travel, work | Leave a comment

My car in the RainI’ve been driving through life for a while now without any working windshield wipers.  And Portland’s not the right city to do that in.  For a while I didn’t care too much; it didn’t bother me that I couldn’t see where I was going a lot of the time, just a blur of rain, and the outline of some road to follow.  But increasingly I wanted to be more proactive in determining the direction my life took, seeing a little further ahead and not missing turns.

The first and most obvious change I needed to make was to move – somewhere different, somewhere drier.  Despite this strong desire to leave Portland, I found myself not doing anything about it.  I’d look at new cities around the country, look into emigrating to Australia, even jobs on various Caribbean islands, but only halfheartedly.  Maybe none of these options seemed right, possibly because Katya was not involved in them, and certainly because I just felt I’d end up doing the same thing in a new place.

There was also fear, a resistance to change, however much I wanted it.  Even once Katya had convinced me of how great traveling the country in our RV was going to be, I was still reticent, finding it hard to  fully commit myself to doing it.  To some degree I forced myself by making commitments to Katya that I would do it.  Once I did that there was no going back.  Looking back on how I felt then – worried about leaving everything, veering a little further from being a ‘responsible’ member of society – it seems silly, considering how excited I am about it now.  There were three main reasons I was resistant to leaving my life here – my cats, my stuff and my job…

mimbo2The hardest task I’ve had has been to find new homes for my cats.  There were 4 of them needing homes, all of them very important to me.  Finding not just homes, but really good homes where they will get the attention they need and deserve, is hard.  So far I have found great homes for two of them, Chompers and Fatty.  Mimbo and Stumpy are still with me, though I have potential homes for both of them – I just hope they work out.

I’d worried about getting rid of all my stuff but, when it came down to it and I really looked at what I have here, I realized that, other than my cats, there is very little in my apartment that is precious to me.  I listed a few of the important items on my bio page – my bike, guitar, laptop, phone and beginnings of a Nike collection.  Few items as there are, it’s going to be interesting working out exactly where all of them are going to go in the RV.

With one exception, I am looking forward to getting rid of everything else.  I’ve already enjoyed going through my apartment a few times, filling bags with garbage, others with items for donation, collecting clothes and small things I can sell.  It’s felt good to see the amount of ‘stuff’ decreasing.  I will be holding an open house some time soon, advertised on craigslist, I’ll just have people show up and, hopefully, over the course of the day, buy up everything.  The one thing I’ll miss is my car.  It’s going to hurt to sell it.  Admittedly it’ll be nice to have the cash, but I’ve really enjoyed driving that car.  Now If I could somehow get the engine and transmission just…moved into the RV…I mean, how hard could it be?

Finally, my job – it’s important to me.  For a long time, while considering leaving, then planning it, I wasn’t too excited about the prospect of having to quit.  It bothered me to have to go tell my boss and the CEO that I would be leaving, because I feel genuinely valued there and I felt it would be a loss to both me and the company if my relationship with them ended.  The idea of working contract jobs on projects I don’t care about for companies I care even less about doesn’t appeal to me.  Thankfully, I don’t have to do that, as I will continue to be a full time employee with my current company.  We will review the way things are working every 30 days, as neither they nor I know exactly how working from the road is going to go.  Whether we are way off the grid and working over a 3G wireless connection, or in an RV park on WiFi, we intend to be online full time.  We’ll see just how well that works out.

With the cats slowly finding homes, my stuff being sold or donated, and my job still mine, I’m pretty happy right now.  The morning we turn in the keys to our Portland apartment, and drive out of the city, I’ll be beyond happy.

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