Pet Travel, Drool, Pee....and health certificates
GUEST POST BY Dr. Elizabeth Broel Somewhere in the middle of Missouri, at 1:37am, my cat made his way to the front center console of my SUV. My oldest brother and I left Rapid City, South Dakota, about 16 hours earlier and were over halfway through a marathon drive straight from Rapid City to Auburn, Alabama. I was on my way home from my final veterinary school preceptorship that I just finished in Missoula, Montana. My brother flew out to Montana to visit and help with the drive home, Griswold-style. We also had a car packed full of all my veterinary junk, my German Shorthair Pointer Hattie, and my cat Henry. My brother, while he likes animals from afar, does not care for any sort of pee, poo, hair, or other animal “filth” (as he would say). Now my dog and my cat travel pretty well. I had driven from Auburn to Missoula two months before with no issues. The dog had her bed in the back seat that she shared with the cat, and the cat had a...