As of Sunday, the human and feline components of the Horizon clan are now united aboard. Like our attempt a week before, the move was not without tribulations. It involved variously: a not too comfortable mid-afternoon nap wearing a long sleeve jacket and kitchen gloves (to mitigate the blood loss problem of the prior week), getting a small wire mesh dog crate/cage, and scattering lots of towels and blankets around the house to be able to swoop Ollie up easily wherever he decided to perch.
In the end the nap didn't help draw him out from hiding and the towels were not needed. After the prior weekend, Ollie had come to associate being drugged with impending skinning so to get him to appear at all we had to leave him alert. We set up the cage in the living room and randomly tossed cat treats into it. Ollie, too savvy to use the cage door, would reach a paw through the bars to snatch up treats Rose missed. But eventually there was one he couldn't quite reach and as he slid in to get it Cate managed to latch the cage door behind him. Some quick sprays of feline pheromone spray and his yowls subsided. We quickly scooped up Rose and our gear and started them off to their new home.
Within minutes of arrival Rose was carefully exploring every inch of her new home. Ollie played osterich with his face buried but his body in plain view for the rest of that day. The last couple nights though they have used the hall as a drag strip so we think they are getting acclimated although Ollie does still burrow behind salon cushions whenever there is an odd sound. Also, just like Ginger before, they love watching the marina life beyond the portholes at bed level in the stateroom.