I’ve had my cat, Olive, for 13 years! Over my young adulthood I’ve hauled her along with me to various bachelorette pads in Minnesota, out west to hunt mice in Montana cabins, and down to Arkansas to catch fleas (ugh, never again) in a barn apartment. Now in the camper, she’s covering a lot more ground to say the least. Having Olive in tow means I have to plan my adventures around her. In fact, if I didn’t have Olive, I may not have bought the camper in the first place. In this post I’ll tell you about the lessons we’ve learned to be savvier travelers together.