Awww, I took my wee girl on her first road trip this weekend! She was so good in the car. She feels safe in her crate, so I leave the door open, and she can wander in and out to use the litter box, or sit and look out the back window. The drive was 8 hours going to Nelson, and 9 coming home through a nasty early snowstorm (we got a couple of feet of snow at home while I was gone). I left her in the car while I went to the hot springs, and when I came back she was perched on top of her crate, just watching the people come and go.
She was a little freaked out by the people walking above us in the hotel, so if she wasn't grooming or looking out the window at the main street, she'd burrow under the covers and hang out there while I read or watched TV.
And she got so many compliments on how good she was in her bubble backpack when we went shopping. No fuss at all. I do need to get a piece of plywood for the base, as it buckles a little bit under her weight, it would be better if it was a bit sturdier.
I laughed last night. She was happy to be home and went out to check out her yard. She dropped out the cat door on to the deck, and up to her neck in snow. She flounced across to the back fence and over it, but she wasn't gone long before she came back, leaping in huge bounds through the snow in the back yard, and back in the door ... most miffed at the weather! Hopefully some of it will have melted by the time I get home today.
Some people meditate. Some people caffeinate and vegetate.