Well this is the part of travel I do like - the packing.
It's great fun to see how roomy the bag is, and what sorts of things are being put inside.
I like soft things to sleep on and crinkly things to make noise the best.
But the part I don't like is when the bag gets zipped up, and I realise I'm not part of the trip.
When the cage comes out, I know it's a long trip and I'm being sent away.
So no more computer access = no more CMC blog.
P.S. Dad had better bring me back some French treats!
P.P.S. A big meow-out to Uncle O for lending me his camera for the production of this blog.