OK, so finally finally finally we're going to have a whole bunch of Mom Days because after tomorrow Mom is taking a vacation from hunting. I've hardly had any time with her at all, she's been hunting so much.
I'm trying to talk her into letting all of us See the USA in Our Chevrolet, but I don't think she's going for it. I don't know why not. I'd be good. So maybe my sibs wouldn't be, maybe they're the cause of her hesitation. Then I don't understand why just the two of us couldn't See the USA in Our Chevrolet. I really really want to. Gosh, I've never even been out of town!
What do you think?
My Sumdgie went to the coast 5 times in a motorhome. She and her brother loved it. She did get carsick the first time going over the mountains, but just that one time.
ReplyDeleteShe still goes out in the car once in a great while. Just to the bank on Saturday or something like that.
It's really more relaxin'to stay home & chill Wm.
ReplyDeleteBut we gots Ford's. The 500 is leather but I still feel like I'm going to the v-e-t when I get near it. No cars! Just stay home. Seeing the USA oculd be a ruse for seeing the v-e-t.
That whole being in the car isn't much fun at all!!! We don't like it. We gots a Hyundai.
ReplyDeletebay-k-shun, all effur wanted,
ReplyDeletebay-k-shun, have to get away
We fink you should go!
Hey Y’all WMD!
ReplyDeleteWe’re glad to meet y’all… jes was browsin’ the kitty bloggers and came across your very interesting blog… We think you’re a very cool cat!
Speakin’ of “Seein’ the world in your Chevrolet…”
Mah advice is to chew it around for bit, before y’all make the leap.
We jes went on a 1000 mile trek in our cute “Ute” (Ford Escape) to New England and Ah can tell y’all from purrsonal experience it gets pretty hairy on the highways of mass confusion…and boring. Boring, BORING! Hoo-eee. We are sooo happy to git back in Dixie….
Purrs,
Cairo & Company
Bah...travelled all over the northeast and it was overrated. Just got stuck in The Box the whole trip and got car sick.
ReplyDeletepoodins travelin' is highly overrated, i think you're better off doin' things at home with your Mom
ReplyDeleteI think you only need to go like Zeus did--when you come back home each day. But it would make a great series!
ReplyDeleteOh William! If'n you does go on tour then you for sure gots to come to mine house!!
ReplyDeleteI think that's a fine idea, Wm., as long as you're safe! A handsome, young guy like you should use every opportunity to broaden his horizens. You can ride shotgun in your carrier, checking off special places on the map you want to stop and see. Oh, it would be great! I wish I could come with you.
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William, you don't know what you are saying. Cars are no fun. They are noisy and the ground rushes by so fast it is scary for Cats. Then Cats have to holler the entire trip to drive the humans crazy. Maybe you could see the USA on a travel video.
ReplyDeleteYea, Bubbles and Mrs. B does not like to ride in the car. Bubbles likes to sit on the roof of cars to look over his domain (especially if it is the nieghbor's epensive convertable with soft-top!). It's nice that your Mom will be able to spend more time with you tough
ReplyDeleteI'd rather stay home with mum than travel. You can't play with her while she is driving and I hafta be in the carrier. NO FUN.
ReplyDeleteWould you settle for seeing Albakurkee on a bicycle?
ReplyDeletePatches Lady
I could put you in touch with my friend, Phil, William. Perhaps you could do season 2 with him, and it could be called The Amazing William!
ReplyDeleteYou wouldn't need a Chevrolet or your human pet for that!
We wouldn't want to go in a car cos it always means V E T an we haf to see who can holler the loudest.
ReplyDeletePersonally I don't like going in the metal monster with wheels. Plus it always involves being put in the Evil Cat Carrier too. But if you really long to travel, William, you should take Zeus up on his offer!
ReplyDeleteMy longest car ride was from New Jersey to New York when I first adopted my beans.
ReplyDeleteMy tummy got sick and I barfed on my mom's hand. She cleaned it up, and petted me and told me "That's OK, little fella, you'll feel better soon". And that's how I knew she was really my mom.