The Voice of Experience

This morning I did a two-for-one in the car, dropping Fiona off at day care on the way to taking our cat Buddy to the vet for his annual checkup, vaccinations and, um, anti-anxiety medication prescription (he's had some adjustment issues regarding a toddler who never stops moving).

As he always does, Buddy meowed loudly from the moment I put him in his carrier -- nothing good ever comes from being shoved in the carrier -- and as I drove, he continued to wail.

"Buddy's meowing," Fiona declared.

"Yes," I replied. "Buddy doesn't like to drive in the car. He's not used to it, like you."

"Buddy!" Fiona said, leaning forward to soothe her friend. "It's okay Buddy. It just gets a little bouncy."

Buddy wasn't soothed.