Here’s a really long ago flashback for you — all the way back to October, 2014! I was just about 7 months old and about to go on my first car trip with my human. It was to Las Vegas for a cat show, and I had a new carrier too!
Binga could not understand why she wasn’t going instead of me.
I will be honest, I didn’t like riding all that way in the car! I complained lots. Every time my human needed to make a pit stop for food, gas, or to use the restroom, she let me out to wander around in the car for a few minutes, and I liked that much better.
I actually had mixed feelings about the hotel room. I loved it while my human and I were there together, but the first couple of times she went out and left me in the room, I sat by the door and cried! It took me a while to figure out she was coming back, and that she usually wasn’t gone that long anyway.
I’ll tell you all about the cat show on another flashback day. I will say, on the ride back, I kept trying to convince my human to let me ride shotgun, right next to her. But she didn’t think it was safe and wouldn’t allow it! After a few more long distance driving trips, she decided that it was better to fly on any trip longer than three hours by car, and I agree!