Very Irritated Pussycat.
That about sums up the flight for the kittycow and myself.
If you are reading this it means I have landed safely in Atlanta. I still have to get my bags, meet up with my Mr. Land and survive the drive to Nashville. I’ve been too nervous to eat and not tired enough to sleep. So mostly I have had to paint an apologetic look on my face as the Cow tried to claw her way out of her new carrier.
Good times. Good times.