Dogs and cars; cars and dogs...they just go hand in hand don't they? Well, I'm still not sure if I like cars (does that make me a cat?). I'm not one of those jump-in-the-car-as-soon-as-a-door-is-open dogs, but if Mom (or Dad) tells me to get in the car I do. Sometimes I just sit there (usually feeling a bit icky in my tummy).
I do like to watch out the window in case I see another dog so I can bark at it or at least whine. BUT WAIT!! WHAT IS THAT?? That CAN'T be a dog!! Oh, that is just too freaky looking!! There is NO WAY that that is a dog!!
But mostly I look out at the passing countryside. This time of the year is best...so many vivid colors!!
Usually though, I succumb to a deep sense of drowsiness....before I know it I forget where I am only to wake up when we are home...or when the flashy beast rudely snaps me out of a great dream!! Apparently I'm not the only one who sleeps in the car...Dad always talks about Grandma snoring up a storm..or did he say 'cutting logs' whenever she used to get in the car? What I don't understand is why Dad wishes Mom would sleep in the car....that is a total mystery to me!!
I guess the real truth is that whenever Mom tells me to get in the car I'm wishing that it is because she is going to take me to a playdate with my buddy Barsik. OoooI haven't seen Barsik in soooooo long...hmmm, maybe Barsik knows how to drive!! Man, can you imagine just me and Barsik driving around...ha!! We'd be having a howling good time - FOR SURE!!