It all sounded so simple... I'd go visit my friend and bring Pouncer along because she's in love with him. He's very good in the car, so no problem, huh? Big problem because he's fine in the car so long as 1) a human is holding him and 2) we stay on small roads where you can't get faster than 40 MPH.

So here we are driving down the highway, and he's howling his head of for an hour whenever I get up to 60 MPH (which was under the speed limit) I don't know how he knew, but the moment the needle pointed to 60, he started crying. I felt so terrible.

He refused to get out of the carrier when we get to my friend's place. I felt like such a bad meowmie. He must think I'm out to get him (especially after yesterday's snow lockout.) She finally got him out, but he ran and hid under the table for the whole afternoon. We left and I took him to Petsmart for some new catnip as consolation and he wasn't interested in it at all.... until I pulled the most expensive catnip toy off the shelf, then he salivated all over it before we had a chance to pay. Do you think he's interested in it now that we are home? Nope.

Thank goodness he slept the whole way home (I was able to go 65! Whoopie!!!) we get home and he jumps out as if nothing ever happened and ran off with Allen.