Toonces the Driving Cat

Most mornings, Data sits by the garage door crying to go outside. So today, I let him go play in the Datsun for about 10 minutes while I made my lunch, thinking that would make him happy.

Nope. He still sat crying at the door after I brought him in the house. So obviously, he was saying he wanted to go with us to the train station!

Oops… maybe not? I recognize that look of terror when I see it!

Steven said Data sat on the dash, in front of the steering wheel, the entire way home. Good thing there are not many drivers out at 5:30 am!

If you have pets, do they mind going on car rides?

Data does the deep “I’m dying” cat moan when we put him in the cat carrier in the car. This morning, he was loose (well, in my lap) and it was more of a “WTF are you doing?!” meow.

When I was in high school, my friend got a newborn kitten (the mother cat was killed in a car accident or something) and I told my friend we should train it to ride in the car from a young age, and we did! The cat liked the car. My friend would come meet me for lunch at school (she had graduated) and bring the cat. Fun times.