Leaving the big city behind to find peace and joy: "We were to leave at 9 a.m….Unfortunately, true to form for me, we did not begin to load the RV until 1 p.m., irritating my husband to no end. Furthermore, we then discovered Annie's cage would not fit through the very narrow RV side door, so it had to be disassembled, and reassembled, once the four individual side pieces, top piece, and bottom piece were loaded separately inside the RV. I could see my husband's blood pressure rising, and he is a very calm, stoic man. "After several failed attempts, our tempers flared with threats being made between us, climaxing in my feeling our marriage was about to be over. By 3 p.m. we were completely loaded up….All I had to do was walk Annie through the door, into the RV kitchen, and directly into her finally, assembled cage. She went into the RV, and flat refused to step into her cage! After several tries and being outmaneuvered, and growling expletives (by me, not the dog), I squeezed between the two front seats, into my seat, with Annie sitting on the floor just behind us. My husband looked over his shoulder and asked "What's Annie doing here?" I meekly answered "She won't go into her cage." Two hours of silence followed."