Hey, everyone! Typing this up from the Emerald Isle. Kitsu and I made it safe and sound with no issues!
So where I last left off, I said I was going to call Air Canada again to make sure I had whatever they needed to let Kitsu board her flight. The first day I called, I got a rep that sounded like he didn't want to be there, and he just said, "They don't really check anything." I knew this was false, so I called back the next morning. The lady had a very hard-to-understand accent. She said I would need an identification tag with some information on it, but I couldn't really make out everything she said other than departure address, phone number, etc. and arrival address, phone number, etc. She said it would need to be attached to the carrier. I think she thought my pet would be flying in cargo, even though I said cabin. I went ahead and made/printed a label for it, anyway. I called back the next day just to make sure everything was squared away one final time. The guy I got said all I needed was the EU health certificate. So basically all 3 reps told me something different. I just figured with my EU health certificate and my label, I should be good.
Onward to the journey! Long story, but want to include detail for anyone who reads this in the future and has questions about how it all worked out.
So the day of my flight, I got up and started getting things ready. My vet told me to give her a half-dose of insulin if she would eat. If no eating, then skip the insulin. I got her to eat, so I gave her the half dose. She had 2 hours to continue eating a bit before we hit the road, which she did eat a tiny bit more. I gave her some treats with Rescue Remedy for Pets on them. We had a 2 hour drive to the airport, then about a 30-minute check-in process with Air Canada. The rep I got had never checked a pet in before, so she got her supervisor. Between the two of them, they were the hardest part of the trip with their incessant questioning of things that were mentioned in the paperwork they asked for (that I gave them). First, they assumed she was a dog, I'm unsure why. Then they asked why I didn't have a pet passport and I had to explain that the EU health certificate acts as a pet passport. Then they said the rabies vaccine shouldn't have been done the same day as the microchip install - this is only true if the rabies vacc is done BEFORE the chip install, but Kitsu's was done after the chip install, which is correct. I had to explain this to them. They argued with me on it for a bit, until they finally checked into it and realized they were wrong. They also thought the health certificate was done back on June 28th, which is when her chip/rabies vaccine were done, so I had to explain the health cert was done on August 6th and was still valid. Then they said I owed $100 for the pet in-cabin fee, which I told them I already paid by phone when I booked her into the flight. They said they didn't see that I paid it, so I had to show them my receipt (good thing I printed everything). Finally, after a few more stupid questions, they printed my boarding passes and I was able to go through security.
Security was easy-peasy. I read on TSA's website that you need to declare things like syringes and insulin to the agents before screening, so I did. They said it didn't really matter, so I left them in my bag. They had me remove Kitsu from her carrier and I walked past (not into) the body scanner. When my bag and her carrier passed through, the agent took them off the belt and inspected them. She said she knew that I had the medical supplies, but they still had to screen it, which is fine. After a thorough search of both the carrier and my backpack, they had me put Kitsu back in her carrier, then they swabbed my hands. I came back negative on whatever they were testing (Explosives? Not sure), and was able to continue on to the gate. At the gate, I gave Kitsu some more Rescue Remedy by rubbing it into her ears, since she wouldn't eat or drink. We got on our flight and I was lucky enough that several people didn't show up, so I got my own row to myself, which I used to store my bag and her carrier under the seat. She only meowed a few times through the 2.5 hour flight. She did try scratching through the carrier a few times, but her nails were trimmed, so she didn't succeed. We landed in Toronto and got off the plane to head to our next gate.
Toronto was... kind of a nightmare to navigate. They dropped us off on the tarmac, which isn't the first time I've deplaned on one, but I was hoping to avoid it with Kitsu because of loud noises. I quickly hurried inside the airport and the walk was long and tedious to the next gate. With her 15 pound carrier (her + carrier weight) in my arms and my 30-pound backpack, I was dripping sweat when I got to customs and immigration. I dipped off into the nearest bathroom to get Kitsu cleaned up (she had only peed, thankfully) and to clean myself up a bit, too. She got many compliments and strange looks from the women entering and leaving the bathroom as I had her on the baby changing station (which I thoroughly sanitized after I was done with it), giving her a baby-wipe bath. I cleaned out her carrier with the wipes and put new puppy pads down for her. Off we went to customs and immigration, which was... fun. They have these kiosks that you check in at. The crowds are enormous, even after 9:00pm. People were shouting and pushing into each other to get to the kiosks. As soon as I got in line for a kiosk, they all suddenly went down. Mass panic ensued as people didn't know what to do. The airport staff was trying to herd us all into a line to get to the customs and immigration agents, but people were yelling about this or that. I felt so sorry for Kitsu having to endure what probably felt like another planet to her. We finally made it through that and it was another long walk to security.
I was hoping to avoid going through security again, but that wasn't going to happen. Fortunately, Canada's security is a hell of a lot more relaxed, so I was able to keep my shoes on and didn't have to take liquids out of my bag. I took Kitsu out again and we walked through a metal detector. They didn't search my bags, they just did the hand-swab again and I tested negative, so we were free to go. I took Kitsu into a family restroom for some privacy. I took her out of the carrier and let her walk around in the clean area for a bit. I put her on the baby changing station and offered her some food and water. She didn't want either, there was too much noise outside the bathroom. I tried for a bit longer, but ended up giving up, as we needed to get to our gate. Once I got us to the gate, I took her into another family restroom nearby and she did eat a few treats and drank a small bit of water. I tested her BG and she was over 400, the first time in a LONG time, but it was to be expected with the traveling. I gave her some more Rescue Remedy, this time on the nose so she would lick it off.
We boarded the second flight and I didn't get lucky to have the row to myself again, but I did sit next to a very nice Northern Irish man. We chatted for a bit at the beginning of the flight. His reaction to me moving to Ireland was priceless. I didn't mention to anyone on either flight about my cat, I figured it would just cause a fuss if my seat neighbors were allergic or something. Kitsu did great on the second flight as well. She meowed every so often, but the engines of the plane made it hard for anyone else to notice it unless you were specifically listening for it. She did try to claw the carrier again, but thankfully the nail trim stopped any damage. She was quiet for a large majority of the flight, so I assume she either nodded off, or she just sat in silence. When we landed in Dublin and sat on the tarmac waiting to deplane, she did meow a few times, audible enough for other people to hear, but no one cared since we were getting ready to leave the plane anyway. We finally got off the plane and headed for immigration. This was the part that confused me - in the emails I received from the Irish vet and the Irish Department of Agriculture, I wasn't exactly sure where to meet the courier. I figured I would just speak with immigration and find out. I tried to find a bathroom to dip away into again to check on Kitsu's puppy pads and to see if she needed to be cleaned up, but there were no bathrooms on the way to immigration, so I just had to skip it.
My immigration agent was... unpleasant, to say the least. I've had good immigration agents when I visited the country before, and one other sour one, but this one took the cake. Just a crab, I guess I could say, to put it nicely. He made snark remarks every time I answered his questions. Anyway, after he checked my paperwork and stamped my passport, I asked him where I could take my cat to be picked up by the vet courier. He told me to take her down to customs and they had agents there to accept her. Off I went to customs, which is also where baggage claim is, so I grabbed my bags first. I was going to head for the restroom to check on Kitsu, but because I had scheduled the appointment for 10:45am for the vet courier to pick up Kitsu, and it was already 11:30 after going through immigration/getting my bags, I decided not to delay the process any longer (and there were no bathrooms nearby). I talked to the customs agents about Kitsu and they were very nice. They told me the vet courier was at the other terminal and he would circle back around in about 5 minutes to pick up Kitsu. They had me take a seat and I waited for him to arrive. A lady came over to me and told me that the courier wasn't going to make it over, but she worked directly with him, so she would be taking Kitsu to the vet instead. I handed her my paperwork - the EU health certificate, her rabies vaccination certificate, and her shot records. She was really nice and helpful. She told me she would take Kitsu to the vet and her compliance checks would take about an hour, so I could come pick her up then. Off she went with Kitsu and all of her paperwork.
I went to pick up Kitsu about an hour later and the vet said she was cleared and everything was good to go. The fees for the courier + importing her into the country were 230 euro - not bad because I never did check on how much this was all going to cost. It definitely gets pretty spendy if you add everything together - $137 for the EU health certificate, $38 for the USDA endorsement, $100 for the in-cabin pet fee, $260 (converted from 230 euro) for importing into the country, not to mention the other small stuff (rabies vacc, microchip, carrier, traveling supplies, etc.) But it's all worth it. I knew it wouldn't be a fun experience for her coming here, but I honestly think she will like Ireland, and I can trust myself to take care of her rather than leaving her with a friend/family member who won't give her the care she needs because they don't want to do BG tests or shots.
Anyway, Kitsu and I had another 3 hours of driving before we finally arrived at our new home. She has her own shed that has been nicely fixed up and is honestly something I wouldn't mind living in... haha. She will be allowed outdoors soon, I'm just keeping her in the shed for a few days to let her get adjusted to the new climate, smells, and sounds. But she is doing great. Been a little shy on eating, but that's usually how she is when she goes somewhere new. It takes her a few days to adjust and get back to eating normally again. I'm making sure she gets enough food in the meantime.
There's my story. I can't thank you all enough for the help you've offered me through one of... wait... maybe THE hardest thing I've ever done in my life. I've been to Ireland several times so I knew I what to expect for myself, but ensuring the comfort and wellbeing of another creature, especially with not having experience with flying a pet before, was definitely a challenge. Yes, I defnitely did worry too much on certain things, but on other things, I'm glad I triple-checked and asked the annoying questions that people probably groaned about. Everything went so smoothly, and like I said in the beginning of the story, the hardest part was dealing with Air Canada's check-in agents. But TSA, Canada's security, Canada's customs/immigration, Ireland's customs/immigration, and Ireland's Department of Agriculture/compliance vet were all extremely easy.
I'll submit this post and attach some pictures of Kitsu soon!