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Active Pets Car Hammock Review: A Road Trip Test With Biscuit and Juniper
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives, one carsick beagle mix, and one howling cat. Here is what held up and what did not.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, one carsick beagle mix, and a cat who howls. Here is what actually changed and what did not.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives, one carsick beagle mix, and one howling cat. Here is what held up and what did not.
Twenty months with a hammock-style back seat cover, one grocery run on a hard-bottom cover, and an honest accounting of which one earns its place in the car.
Twenty months of a hammock-style back seat cover in a 2018 CR-V, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, one carsick beagle mix, and a cat who howls for the first twenty minutes of every trip.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, one carsick beagle mix, and a cat who howls. Here is what actually changed and what did not.
Five steps, in the order that actually works, from a retired school bus driver who has made the nine hour run to Colorado Springs four times with a beagle mix and a cat.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives, and one honest answer about what a seat cover can and cannot do for a carsick dog.
Nineteen months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, one beagle mix who still gets carsick, and a plain answer about what a crash-tested harness can and cannot do.
I ran a plain collar tether for a stretch and the Kurgo Tru-Fit for four Colorado drives. Here is where each one earns its place, and the afternoon in Post, Texas that made the decision for me.
Biscuit rides in a harness. Juniper rides in a carrier. Here is the reasoning behind the harness half, after nineteen months and four long drives to Colorado.
Four drives to Colorado Springs, one coughing dog, and the piece of gear that finally kept her in her seat.
Five steps, in the order I actually did them, from a woman who learned the hard way outside Amarillo.
Nineteen months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, and one beagle mix who still pulls on a leash. Here is the plain version.
Twenty-seven months, one flight, and about a dozen nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs. Here is what held up, what did not, and the one number you need to check before you book anything.
A retired school bus driver from outside Lubbock has made the nine hour drive to Colorado Springs with a cat in a soft carrier and once, years ago, with a hard plastic box. Here is where each one actually earns its place.
Twenty-seven months, one flight, four drives to Colorado Springs, and a cat who still howls for the first twenty minutes. Here is what the Sherpa Original Deluxe actually does well.
A nine-hour drive, one howling cat, and the bag that fixed about half the problem.
The only flight I ever took with a cat, in the order I would tell it to a friend: the phone call first, then two weeks of stepping over a carrier in my own living room, then thirty seconds at security that I still think about.
Twenty seven months, one flight, four drives to Colorado Springs. What the Sherpa Original Deluxe does well, what it does not do at all, and the two numbers that decide whether it works for your animal.
Eighteen months, four nine-hour drives, one very thirsty beagle mix. What the two-pack actually solved, and the two things it did not.
Eighteen months, three nine-hour drives, and one bottle that leaked into a tote bag. Here is the honest scorecard.
What eighteen months and three nine hour drives taught me about a two pack of folding bowls, a beagle mix who gets carsick, and a cat who howls.
Nine hours from Lubbock to Colorado Springs, one long stop in Raton, and a dog who would not drink. Then a pair of bowls that fold flat and clip to a tote.
Two folding bowls, a gallon jug from the kitchen tap, and the five habits that got a beagle mix and a gray cat through nine hours of Texas and New Mexico.
Eighteen months of rest stops, one leaky travel bottle in the trash, and a soft rim that still gets on my nerves every trip.
A nine-hour drive, a cat who holds it, and the folding box that fixed the Raton stop.
Nine hours from Lubbock to Colorado Springs, two animals in the car, and one question: do you reuse a litter box or throw the tray away at every stop?
Juniper used to hold it for nine hours. Now she has a box that folds into the travel tote and opens at the Raton stop. Here are ten reasons it stays in the CR-V.
A Texas grandmother on the nine-hour drive to Colorado Springs, the cardboard tray that went soggy, and the collapsible box that fixed the stop.
Nine hours from Lubbock to Colorado Springs, one cat, and a litter box that folds flat. The order I actually do things in, and the parts I got wrong the first time.
Fourteen months, three nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, and one cat with strong opinions. Here is the plain version of what this folding box does and does not do.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives, one carsick beagle mix, and one howling cat. Here is what held up and what did not.
Twenty months, four nine-hour drives, and one honest answer about what a seat cover can and cannot do for a carsick dog.
Nineteen months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, one beagle mix who still gets carsick, and a plain answer about what a crash-tested harness can and cannot do.
Nineteen months, four nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, and one beagle mix who still pulls on a leash. Here is the plain version.
Twenty-seven months, one flight, and about a dozen nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs. Here is what held up, what did not, and the one number you need to check before you book anything.
Twenty seven months, one flight, four drives to Colorado Springs. What the Sherpa Original Deluxe does well, what it does not do at all, and the two numbers that decide whether it works for your animal.
Eighteen months, four nine-hour drives, one very thirsty beagle mix. What the two-pack actually solved, and the two things it did not.
Eighteen months of rest stops, one leaky travel bottle in the trash, and a soft rim that still gets on my nerves every trip.
A nine-hour drive, a cat who holds it, and the folding box that fixed the Raton stop.
Fourteen months, three nine-hour drives to Colorado Springs, and one cat with strong opinions. Here is the plain version of what this folding box does and does not do.