If you have ever had to go to the vet with your pet or moved and taken your pet with you, you probably know it isn't exactly the easiest thing in the world to travel with your pet. Now we were looking at a 6 to 7 hour drive with a little curious kitten in the van with us. The night before we got a little cup of food for it, so it wouldn't be that hungry. The problem with that was that it was hungry in the morning so we gave it the food. We took the lid off a box and put a little liter in it so if it had to go to the bathroom it could while we were driving. While the start of the drive the kitten was pretty well behaved and just liked to snoop around in the van. Then it took a short nap on my brother's lap.
It was shortly after noon and we were getting hungry, so we stopped at McDonalds since that is what my brother decided he wanted. We went through the drive through and got our order and everything was fine, until the kitten decided that it too wanted some McDonalds really bad. It began to meow in a complaining sort of tone for the food. The kitten was still sitting in the back with my brother, who was trying to he his chicken sandwich, when it began to crawl up the front of his shirt to get closer to the sandwich. The kitten was very persistent, so my brother gave it a small piece of the chicken, in hopes that it would stop meowing and stop clawing its way up his shirt. Nope, no such luck; it just kept it up until everyone in the car had finished their McDonalds.
After a while the little kitten got tired again, and instead of just sleeping on my lap it decided it would be a good idea to cram itself between the back of the seat and my back and sleep there for over a hour.. It wasn't very comfortable for me, but it slept there until we got to Waverly. We decided that DQ sounded good so we stopped in and got some ice cream. Just like magic the kitten saw us eating again and started up again meowing for the food. We knew it had a be a little hungry because it hadn't eaten since this morning, and kittens eat quite a bit, but we didn't really want to give it fast food. It again crawled and begged until we were all done eating. Then again it took a nap, on my lap this time. When we began to get close to home there was a really big thunderstorm, but that didn't seem to mind the kitten who slept through it until right when the garage door was opened and we were home with one extra furry feline.