She has never really liked riding in the car. She refuses to face forward and it was inevitable that she would, until recently, vomit in the car every time she got in. It didn’t matter if it was a 10 minute trip or the hour fifteen to Valpo.
She never liked the window like normal dogs do. So when she started asking for the window down lately, I oblige. I have no fear that she will jump out the window. She doesn’t keep her muzzle out there for long and it’s only barely out there. She is missing out on the joy of the wind in her face and bugs in her teeth.
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