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We used to do this all the time back in the day - the moggies couldn;t stand their basket, so we'd let them out. The favorite place to hide was under the peddles.
I pity your poor pussy had you ever needed an emergency stop.
We did explain to them that they were taking an awful risk of a peddle through the back, but they insisted. Occasionally, one would take heed and sit between my dad's neck and the seat's headrest.
Has anyone ever looked at their own postings for last day or so? Oh my... so sorry. Was Ullaa