If I learned anything from driving 2,400 miles with 4 cats, it's that I'm an idiot for not training them to use a harness and leash ahead of time. They were good sports about the whole thing, though, and we were all in it together.
Three out of Four Ain't Bad
Yolandi the Everkitten is in the back, grooming her foot. Merlin is in the center of the desk, eating dry food. Baron Harkonnen is the hulking gent on the chair, about to hop up and eat, too. Not pictured is Leto, who was hiding under a bed.
If they had been harness/leash trained, we could have taken them out for food, water, and bathroom breaks more frequently. I hadn't really thought to do it in advance of the move, but will be starting this once we are in the new house. They are calm and in good spirits in the hotel with us, and I don't want to subject them to harnesses just yet.