In 2003 I was driving for a flatbed trucking company in Reno. I took her with me on a trip down to Pasadena, CA to deliver a load of foam insulation. From there I went to Riverside for a load of steel to take back to Reno. Two nights I stayed in the sleeper and several times during each night she would start head butting me. I never knew why. I guess that's proof cats don't like change.
Just one of the memories I have of her.

