We knew that Sammy the dog would enjoy the trip to Texas. After all, his favorite activity (after eating and barking at native wildlife) is riding in the car. After four days on the road, I never wanted to see a car again. Sammy was ready for another four days at least. Just let him stick his head out of the window periodically, and he can travel forever.
We had our doubts about Molly the cat. She had never been in the car. In fact, since the day she first came to our house she had never left it (except for one day when she slipped out the slightly open sliding glass door onto the deck) and even then she looked confused wondering what she was to do next. Our last car trip—nine years ago—was with a different cat, Katie. In spite of a dose of tranquilizers, she moaned and meowed all the way from Minnesota to Connecticut. We were not looking forward to having Molly on the road for four days. What happened? She was a model traveler, nestled down in her little travel case during the day and plopped out on the motel beds at night.
Sammy is happy in his new home. As you can see, Molly is, too.
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