We went for a drive today in dad's corvette. After going to Farmer's Market, we went on the back roads through the country. The top was off and the wind was blowing through my floof.
When we came back I decided I didn't want to sit in the back anymore, I wanted to sit in the front seat. Ma told me that she couldn't get in the back because there was no seat. There was only a area to lay down and she wouldn't fit.
I was determined to sit in the front seat.
I sat in the front seat!
Are your pets as stubborn as me?