We got into RV'ing just because of our cat. We wanted to head south for the winters but no one would take a 23 years old cat. I didn't have the heart to put him down after all those years even though at the time I thought he didn't have much longer. So instead we bought a Class A. DW, the cat, and I took off to Florida for the winter.
For the first 45 minutes he howled, all I could think of was it's going to be a very long trip south. After 45 minutes he settled in and gave us many many miles of joy. It even got to the point where I could pull into a rest area and announce a 5 minute break. He would jump off the couch, use the litter box, have a sip of water, and then back on the couch before I could even get back into the driver seat.
I'm sadden to say he passed away last year at the age of 28. He is surely missed and we would get another except he left some pretty big paw prints behind.
