running errands

Willy looked so lonely so I took him with me to run some errands.  Unfortunately, every time I left him in the car, he got a little more anxious. 

After the third errand, I got back into the car only to have him jump to my feet and start to squirm his way under my seat. Realizing he was too fat to get under the seat, he came back out and settled down as if to say "if you try and leave again, I will sit on your feet."

When I banished him to the backseat, and he realized his strategy had failed, he resorted to trying to jump up and over the seat into my lap...

So I finally took him home for a nap and a cuddle.