I flew from Canada to the US in February, andCleo traveled with me. When I booked the flight all the infoI was given was that she was allowed to fly in the cabin withme. When I got to the airport they informed me that, that wasnot the case, she had to fly in cargo!
The reason they gave me was "anaphylactic" (not in spell check) shock, and they smell! (more on that later)
While checking in we were to find out that the flight was delayed 2hours because of weather. So, Cleo would be alone by herselffor an extra 2 hours we had not counted on. Was also toldwhat size carrier I should get (spoke to the airline twice beforeleaving) and how much it was to take her on the flight. Whenit came time to check us in they wanted double the price that wasquoted. We even took a measuring tape with us to the store tomake sure it was the right size. Well thank God that my Dadwas there cuz he ripped into them, up one side and down theother.They relented because I was misquoted, like howwouldI have the info if I wasn't? There wereairline managers all over the place when my Dad let intothem. They also said Rabbits "smell", so I put Cleo's cage onthe desk, opened the door and put it right into the womans face, andsaid, "Does this smell to you?".... I think she was offended...lol
They then tell us that Cleo has to go to another part of the airport,to be loaded. But cannot be taken there til 10 am.It was now 7am, so that means my parents have to wait 3 hours in theairport to take her to the cargo area. My Dad blew up again,because not only would he have to wait, Cleo would not be on the sameplane as me. So that would mean I would have to wait at mydestination airport for her as well. I was intears. They were not budging on this one at all. Sooff I go to customs. Here I am waiting in line, crying myeyes out, and an official of some sort comes along and pulls me out ofthe line (everyone is now staring at me) They take me back tothe check out and tell me that they have made an error Cleo can fly onthe plane with me but in cargo. Oh, I am telling you we werelivid! Thank God my parents hadn't left yet! I goto luggage check in with my 2 very large pieces of luggage, my carry-onand Cleo. They tell me that I have to take Cleo out of hercage and put the crate through xray. I just looked at them,no one offered to help. I now have to take a terrified bunnyout of the crate and balance everything else I was carrying.They just stood there and watched, but when I had her outthey all oohed and ahhed.... gee thanks for your help, i wanted to say!
They tell us also that when we arrive in Detroit, a 2 hour layover, Iwas told that I could check on Cleo any time I wanted. I getto the airport and ask them where I go to see her. They tellme "Oh no, we don't do that". Well thank you very much!
Did I mention to you that on one of the flights I took there were only25 people and on the other there were 9 people and a dog. Thedog yipped through the whole flight. Gee I wonder what wouldhave been a better inflight animal?
I final flight was rough and I cried the whole way, wasterrified for poor Cleo! We finally arrive, I getmy luggage and Cleo is no where in sight. Oh crap, where wasshe, had no way to know even if she made the connection. Werun to the info area to see if they can give us any info.They page the people from Cargo twice, and finally here comes someonewith her cage. I was never so glad to see her in my life,poor little thing. I could not take her out and comfort herbecause we had another half hour car ride to our new home.All I could do was to coo at her to soothe her. We finallyget to our new home, I open the cage door, she bounds out, does a fewbinkys and promply claims the house for hers...
She was none the worse for wear, but her poor mommy was!
I will never every travel with rabbits again on a plane. Thiswhole episode would have been perfect for that show"airline". At one point I was looking around for cameras,because the situation was so ridiculous, it really couldn't behappening.
Susan