They are unpredictable. Dogs love the road. Cats probably don't. But they are each unique, and that was proved within 30 minutes of our drive out of SF.

Chumby, the female feline, did not like the motion of the road. It was a hairball followed by blurp of pure catpuke just after we travelled over the Bay Bridge. We cleaned her up and continued on our cruise.

Bandha, on the other hand, was pure chillness. He checked out the car as we drove, he looked out the window, he tried to hide down below near the pedals, but we cut that shit off quick.

Each of the cats wear harnesses in the car, and those harnesses are attached to a leash that is attached to the seats in the car. This prevents them from dodging out when we stop for gas or have to pull over and clean it out when Bandha decides to take a piss in the litterbox we had set up on the floor of the back seat of the car.