My Dad is a truck driver. A truck driver who loves Siamese. A truck driver who loves Siamese so much, that he wants to take his tabby Siamese Josephine on the road with him. Thank god he has my mom, the voice of reason to persuade him not to do things like this. An eighteen wheeler is no place to travel with a very loud Siamese. Would you really want to be stuck in a confined space with a howling Siamese for days at a time?