They drove me all the way to Wales*.
I didn't like it so I yowled all the way, it was hard keeping it up for two hours ... but I managed it.
They let me out to play in what appeared to be a hayfield of tickly proportions.
But I suspected they were going to load me into that basket again, so I needed to go and have a drink to lubricate my vocal cords for the return journey.
It's a Cat's Life. 😺
Ginger xx
* We needed to go to the Welsh flat which we have not been able to sell due to lease problems, and so we were getting it ready for renting it out again, happily after a nice twist of fate, to the son of the lady that lives in the upper flat. Ginger came with us, we thought he would sleep for the journey ... he didn't. We were all glad to get home!!
Sue xx