Yesterday was the FL-to-PA drive day.  Case started it off by barfing in
my travel bag then in my lap.  Never again will she get food before the
trip.  Simon was seen at the last gas stop in Florida and then not again
until gas in Lebanon PA (under the drivers seat I guess).  The white
guys spent some time clubbing together (I took pics but forgot to bring
the camera cable, grrr).  Then Willie did a non-no: he bounded from the
car at the local convenience store where I was getting milk before home,
just 7mi away.  It took chasing the bugger around the dumpster and back
out in the parking lot before finally grabbing him while he was debating
crawling under a toolshed.  He's not done that on a trp before, and
usually he shows good sense and waits for me to pick him up.
By-and-large they were well-behaved (Case the exception), at least until
they knew they were close to home (I assume the area's vegetation smell
is the familiar).  A friend in Tampa asked me how I do it, that hers go
just beserk in a car, and all I can figure is they have each keyed off
the oldest cat, that was Max oiginally who was a laid-back animal then
Beastie the always-perverse who seemed to enjoy the trips.  Norm (when I
get a camera cable, I'll post the pics ... I didn't have binaries access
in Tampa)

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