Uh oh. Yesterday the black overnight bag was packed, It is good in one way as when the rucksacks come out you know the Parentals are off for more than a night or two. Well, again, no one else has noticed but me and I have also noticed that my little bag is also packed with my food & kibble. This is kind of worrying because I was looking forward to beating up Mr.Zeus without the Parentals telling me off. We used to be such friends, but lately we are squabbling.
So it is to be that I am a little traveller and on goes my special black collar with the studs and I am loaded into the car to sit on Momma's lap in a warm blankie. At first I hate it, but now I am here in Wales after a 4hr drive, I race around the house, Aunty Joey gets out my scratch post from the attic and I play like a kitten. One thing I really like about being at the Grand Parents is I get to chill out and relax and have ManSlave & Momma all to myself. I purr and purr and am quite demanding, but they love it really! ManSlave often leaves his paper for me to read and I can just veg out, then have a play in the bidet and wash my feet!
ManSlave doesn't know why I have to come with them, but I think it's because I am a real pain in the butt and even if they don't get any sleep because I wake them up at 6am, I still get to go so that the others can free feed without me gobbling up every biscuit in sight. They will all be angry and upset when we get home because Road Trips are for special cats and I am a very special cat indeed.