Bobble Head Kitty



We waited until nearly the last minute to introduce our cat, Charlie, to the RV.  He’s a scrawny, 22-year-old with a recent lion cut, whose feistiness belies his advanced age.  He’s a little hard of hearing and can’t jump as high as he used to, but other than that, you’d never know he’s an old man.

After Mike cut a hole in the cabinet door, we tucked a small litter box under the sink.  Then, we brought Charlie to the rig two days ago, while we were parked at Main Street Station.  He figured the bathroom facilities out right away. Smart boy!

Last night, our adventure officially began as we rolled out of Vegas around 8:15 p.m.  Charlie immediately staked out a spot on the dash, a live bobble head illuminated by the glow of oncoming headlights.  We made it to a rest area, just south of Cedar City, Utah, around 12:30 a.m., boondocking for the first time.  We parked amongst the 18-wheelers, walked the bark babies and then fell into bed, with Charlie purring by our heads.  When we woke around 8:30 this morning, Charlie was once again on the dash, behind the privacy curtains, looking out at the world.  He remains there as we motor down the highway.


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  3. I can see our 14 y/o orange tabby Frosty doing that. He doesn’t act his age either other than sleeping all day and night. Wait, he was pretty much doing that when he was young. Nevermind. LOL!

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