Top Down Motoring
I’ve been for my first ever top down motoring experience today. It was so weird. It’s really Alfie’s car, although he wasn’t driving you’ll be pleased to know. I didn’t know how to sit in the seat to begin with. It’s a sort of sports seat and not designed for a dog to curl up. Our Mistress put the back down as far as it would go to try to make it more of a bed. I did manage to curl up once I’d got the hang of it. At least I can do it without wrapping myself around the gearstick.
We’ve all got to get used to it. When our Mistress’s car goes into the garage to be fixed she will need to use that one for a week. Wilma still needs to have a go. She’s smaller than me and very good at curling into a ball. I’m guessing she’ll be fine. Mind you, she says she wants to feel the wind in her fur and stick her head out of the window so we’ll have to wait to see.
Cocking My Leg
Now, I know it may seem odd to you to be boasting about cocking my leg at my age, but it actually means quite a lot. I haven’t done it most of my life because with my front legs being poorly it hurts to put more pressure on them. It’s just that I seem to be much stronger at the moment and they don’t hurt so much which means I can actually cock my leg like a normal dog and I feel rather proud about it. I’m not going to push my luck and do it too much, but it’s a great feeling to be like all the other boys once in a while.
Have a great Sunday
Aristotle
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