I didn’t. After pulling her out of a tree when she was a kitten she began showing up in my yard every day, and before I knew it she had moved in. So, rather than leave her behind I put her in the car along with her kennel in the passenger seat and her enclosed litter box thing in the back seat. At first I stopped at every rest stop or at fast food restaurant. When I returned to the car she’d be on the floor under the steering wheel, so I had to be careful opening the door. Eventually, she was confident I would be returning and would look out the passenger or driver-side window for me. She has a fascination with cows that began at a friend’s house who owned a ranch/farm where cows would walk up and peer in the windows. On backroads I would often pull off the road, so she could see the cattle up close, but that ended when one mooed and Storm leapt out the car window. Catching her in midair, it was decided no more open windows and cows.