Travelling

Topiary was doing a teensy bit of research. About moving with pets.

Airlines restrict the total number of pets allowed in the cabin on a flight. Even if you buy them all seats. Even if you buy them First Class Seats all for themselves.

So, if you show up with an animal, but somebody before you in line had animals for that flight, they won't let you on.

Now, to this humble Topiary's mind, animals in carriers would be much less disruptive to a flight than many people are. Guaranteed they won't get drunk, have sex in the bathroom, request special vegetarian meals, or insist on window seats. They won't insist on carrying-on big luggage.

So, if animals can't come into the cabin, they have to be checked as baggage. Topiary has three. You're only allowed to check two. So, you need to bring somebody else for the third pet-in-a-crate.

"Hi. Can I buy you a ticket to Timbuktoo, so my pet can be checked as your luggage, and then when you get there, turn around and come back? I'll stand you dinner."

This may be a severe test of Cow's friends.

Moo!