SAN FELIPE, Texas — I’ve enjoyed regaling you with tales of our puppy, Toby.

I recently wrote about a big test that awaited us as we prepared to hit the road with Toby and, yep, his big “sister,” Mittens, our 13-year-old kitty.

A week in on that journey and I’m happy to report that all is well. With me. My wife, Our dog. And finally, our kitty.

We’ve hauled her halfway across Texas. She’s proven herself to be a champion traveler. We were cautiously optimistic about how she’d react. But really … who knew?

Here’s how it goes.

We hook up the fifth wheel and we take off. Toby has the run of the cab of our pickup. Mittens in the back seat of the truck in a kennel. Does she make a lot of noise? Nope. Does she settle in once we get moving? Yes.

Whoever is not driving the truck often has to look back into the kennel to make sure Mittens is all right. Sure enough, she’s just napping, which is what cats do about 90 percent of the time.

When we get to our camp site, we unhook the fifth wheel. We bring the kennel inside, open it up and Mittens finds her way to one of two favorite “hiding places.” One is behind one of our couches; the other is near the head of our bed.

I’m thrilled to report that our great traveling experiment is working out just fine.

Mittens is comfortable walking around the fifth wheel once we have it parked. She cuddles and nuzzles us — just as she does at home.

As for Toby? Well, he’s still as cool as they come.

He’s having the time of his life.

Mittens? I think she’ll let us know … in due course.