I love the advice on the convertible.
I'm laughing at this because yesterday, while laying quarter-round in my foyer, Ozzie
decided to "help" and joined me in an already cramped 4x3 spot.
He let a particularly nasty stinky fly, so much so that I had to get up and get out of there for a few minutes! Wishing I'd had car windows to roll down!
(I'd have opened the front door but the kitten might have run out.)