One of my favorite things to do is go for a ride in the car. My MOM thinks I am crazy, cuz I just love to sit in the car even when she is not going anywhere. If she leaves the window open and we are outside, I will run and jump right through the window and just sit there, waiting. I have to be prepared, just in case she decides to go somewhere.
Yep that's my spot, right up front. Even if my Uncle Mike (MOM's Bro) comes along with us, it's still my spot, Uncle Mike rides in the back.
And that's me starring out the window as my MOM loads up to car so we can GO.
I’m a happy dog in a car, whether we go near or far. I bark up and down in my seat, at some corners I’m rocked off my feet. Yep I’m a happy dog in a car, roaring down miles of tar. On the windshield I leave my mark, some would call it their kid’s refrigerator art. Oh yes I am a happy dog in a car, sometimes I go a little crazy, too excited to lay down and take a nap, I love to look out the window and let my ears flap. I am most defiantly a happy dog in a car, with my MOM I love to go near or far.