We Had a Showing on Sunday

I have not yet properly introduced my cat, Snuffles.  I will have to do that one of these days, as she's as much of a character in my life as my husband is.  Seriously.  She has quite a unique personality, and I love her to pieces.

There are many things to know about Snuffles, but two of them are:

1. She is very vocal, and very expressive.  It's almost like talking to a toddler.
2. She hates being confined, period.  In a room, in a crate, in a car. She voices strong opinions about it.

If we're home when someone comes to see the house, we take her out.  She likes the outdoors, and might sneak out the door if someone who isn't alert to this comes over.  The first time, Kevin took her out in her carrier.  He was so traumatized by her distress that he suggested that, from now on, I just take her in my car and park across the street, without the carrier.  She is definitely a little happier out of the carrier than in, but the car is still a confined space.  Here's what she thinks about it:

She did eventually curl up on my lap and start purring, still letting out intermittent "meows" here and there.

If you'd like to stop these traumatic experiences for Snuffles, please consider buying our house!