We’ve planned for 3-4 months to ship our kittens to Maui. Ok, they are not really kittens since they are 12 and 9 years old but they are OUR helpless little animals. They have been the long-lead item in all the move planning due to the State of Hawaii’s animal quarantine laws. Hawaii has no rabies and works very hard to make sure no animals with rabies can get in. Luckily, if you follow all the steps and the cosmic heavens align, there will be no quarantine for Widgit and Moosh. I’ve taken them on car rides. One time after we hadn’t been out for a while, Mooshie pooped… and then she threw up. Widgit and I both felt like throwing up too. Luckily we were just a few blocks from home. I’ve encouraged them to not freak out when they are put in their carriers. I’ve prepared all the papers and verified them over and over. I’ve sedated Widgit to see how she would react…she acted like a sedated Widgit; still bites but is a little slower. They’ve watched the house get packed. They’ve seen their favorite chairs go away. They’ve lived without seeing their Dad for weeks. We’ve gone over different travel scenarios. They have their airline reservations. We’ve got all the emergency contacts and everyone has copies of the paperwork. BUT ARE THEY REALLY READY? Am I really ready? Will they survive?
This is the most stressful thing about the move. The packing and stuff is just packing and stuff. If something is lost or breaks, so be it. But if these little helpless creatures get lost or sick between home in SJ and new home in Maui, I would never forgive myself. This must be worse than sending your kid off to college!
I will take the kittens to the San Jose cargo terminal at 5:30am tomorrow. They are on the Hawaiian Air flight 45 leaving SJ at 8:50 and arriving in Honolulu at 12:30. This is the same flight I’ll take in a few days. Weather looks rainy in both places; hopefully flight will be smooth. I would never think of checking weather for myself on a flight to Hawaii! In Honolulu, a handler named Jackie will get them processed through the Department of Agriculture and they should be placed on Aloha Airlines flight 26 at 3:00pm. By 3:55 they should land in Maui and be picked up by Peter for a short 8-mile car ride to the new house.
Peter keeps telling me that Maui doesn’t feel like home. I’ve been telling him that “Home is where the kittens are.” Tomorrow we are homeless…hopefully tomorrow night Maui will feel more like home.