Perhaps because it was dark outside and she became infected with nocturnal feline energy, Rigby decided last night when I took her to the trailer that the whole space was her playground. She ran all over the place and (tried to) use the dinette seats as scratching posts and pounced on me from behind gear. It was easily her most relaxed visit out there.
Nevertheless, I confess to some creeping misgivings about taking her. It would make me SO sad to leave her behind. But her presence will make things considerably more complicated. When the trailer is hitched, we won't be able to go inside anywhere for long without danger of her suffocating from the heat in the van. This could severely limit our sightseeing and pose considerable inconvenience on even quick trips to the grocery store, etc.
Pondering...
