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Where would she have fit?!

When I finished the main packing for the Algonquin trip, I suddenly realised that there was only space in the vehicle for one human. The operator. Me.

Where would I put Katrina?

It was a good thing I had changed my plans to go up early and that she had alternate arrangements for getting there.

Once again, the car was packed. To the gills. To the roof. Hunkered.