My mom and I had to sneak Fred into the hotels. We'd be driving all day, it would get to 8 o'clock, and Mom and I are smuggling in this large cat carrier and a stack of these disposable litter boxes.

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We really didn't hear too much from him. At first, that worried me. I thought he might have died. Every once in a while, we'd hear kind of a cry. Like a pitiful cry.

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I packed my Honda. It was stuffed. Freddy was in the back.

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