A couple of Fridays ago, the kitties and I rode up with Geoff to his house, which is about an hour's drive from mine. There was some miscommunication and it turned out that we had two lengthy stops to make before getting to Geoff's house, with the end result that we were in the car for over three hours. On both stops, I opened the doors of the cats' carriers so they could come out and stretch their legs. Despite how much she loathes her carrier, Scarlett had no interest in leaving its familiar confines, but Melly leaped right out of hers and commenced investigating every square inch of the inside of Geoff's car. She took a few breaks to crawl into Scarlett's carrier with her for some quick snuggles, and Scarlett only growled a little.
Here is Melly after her thorough investigation of the car was complete:
She is quite the little adventurer, this one.
And by the way, my sister got in last night. Melly has been the perfect little angel, only taking a couple little nibbles at my sister's fingers. (Scarlett mostly stayed away - sister's boyfriend came too and he is Unfamiliar.) When my sis was last here, Melly woke her up a couple of times at night by ferociously chomping on her nose, so one of the first things she asked when she decided to come for the summer was, "Melly isn't going to bite me at night, is she?" So far, so good. Although Melly is being so affectionate that I am beginning to suspect that she's just buttering my sister up!