I own a motorcycle and a bicycle. I do not own a car.

My cat needed to go to the veterinarian, so we went by motorcycle.

Poor kitty. He did not like getting put into the transport case - he has never been confined before. He did not like stepping out the front door - since I rescued him from under a pile of lumber, he has only been outside once and he did not like the experience.

The cat carrier was slung over my shoulder so he was behind my back. We got on the motorcycle and he was still crying about being confined and being outdoors. Then I started the motorcycle and he started howling because the noise frightened his - and I have a quiet motorcycle.

I tried wrapping him in a blanket, but he wanted nothing to do with it. I tried keeping the cat carrier behind my back to block the wind, but he jumped a shoved and was soon slung under my arm. Once the motorcycle started moving the wind must have felt cold - I know if feels cold to me even though I am wearing a heavy jacket.

The temperature was in the 50s F which is about as good as it is going to get in the winter. But there was a strong cross wind on top of the wind chill generated by the motorcycle traveling along at 50 mph.

Poor kitty. I tried as best I could to make the journey short and quick, but I as I worried about the cat, I missed my turn. So we went a mile out of our way to loop around and try again.

Eventually we got to the veterinarian’s office. Once in, my cat got quiet. He was fascinated by sounds. I set him on the floor so he could watch a family of kittens who quickly stopped their adventures to turn and watch the cat who was watching them. He survived the motorcycle ride and settled down pretty good.