We've been making the weekend trips to Lake Ida and of course we bring Frankie. Once in the car, she rides quietly in her carrier, about halfway there. Then she wants out, and sits like glue on my lap, never leaving it. When it's time to leave the lake, she hides and then yowls and cries when we finally find her. Her hiding places have been a challenge: Under beds, behind the washer and dryer, top of the bookcase behind a basket. Chuck keeps threatening to do the same thing, hide and cry. He doesn't want to leave either.
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