Demetrius is diabetic, and we give him insulin shots twice a day. So when we head to the Berkshires for a weekend, we usually bring him with us. I've written about Demetrius in the Berkshires before, but not about the journey.
We've noticed that Demetrius is much less miserable if we let him out of his cat carrier in the car and let him sit wherever he wants. In his box, he meows constantly and pathetically. When he's free, he's still not happy, but he's much, much calmer. He usually plants himself flat on the lap of whichever of us is in the passenger seat. Sometimes, though, he roams around the car and gets curious.
The only place he's not allowed to go while we're driving is the driver's lap. Here, though, we were stopped to run an errand and that was where he decided he wanted to be:
With the car stopped and David out for a minute, Demetrius made himself comfortable.
He's a very docile cat, and we don't even really need to use his carrier - even out in the open, if he can't be safe in his own home, he'd rather hunker down in David's arms than try to run away.