We’ve got two cats. The male is Bucky, (named after Buckminster Fuller) and a female, Amber. Both are Scottish Folds and go to the vet once every couple years. Needless to say they are both totally spoiled. When they visit to the vet they are put into those car carrier cages for the trip and go completely nuts. Amber does not quit yowling all the way there and all the way back. Bucks us just as bad. They will be also be going to Sweden and I worry the 30 hour trip will put them into post traumatic stress. They already have attitudes.