When Hunter travels, he is so big he has the cargo area all to himself. Mommy knew I would never stay back there. She had thoughts about putting me in my crate, but had mixed feelings about that situation. If the worst happened, I might be trapped and not able to get out. On the other hand, by traveling loose I could be all over the place and go flying if an accident occurred. Mommy thinks the best option would be to strap me in with a doggie seatbelt, but she hasn't tried that since I was a puppy. I hated it! I'm not sure if I would like it any better now. So . . . she took her chances and I rode in the front seat with her. When I grew restless, I hopped into the middle row and stretched out for a nap. I never once got in her way. I was a dream travel companion (in Mommy's words).
I did learn a few things while traveling:
- Mommy can make a very loud sound come from that giant Frisbee she uses to steer. A few deer jumped out into the road before we even left town and Mommy scared them off with her horn (a trick learned from Grandaddy).
- If you watch the wipers go back and forth too many times, you might become a little dizzy.
- Putting the windows down when you are stopped in traffic is terribly exciting. You can see the truck drivers and others up close. They even wave you at sometimes.
- There are LOTS of smells at gas stations. Some good, some not so good!
- I need to be prepared to potty soon after arriving for a rest stop. Mommy becomes a tiny bit frustrated waiting on me to do my business (especially when she needs to do hers!!).
- As long as you don't beg, Mommy will hand you a French fry from time to time.
- McDonalds is great at filling a cup half way with water (no ice) for a dawg. We had a travel bowl, but the cup with the lid worked much better. Next time, Mommy will remember to take our own cup.
PS: Don't put too much thought into how all of those pictures were taken while traveling . . . surely it can't be any more distracting than the possibility of kids screaming and punching each other in the back seat, right? That's what Mommy thought too.