Sometimes when my mom’s truck is full to the brim with stuff I get to ride in the front seat. Oh glorious day, how sweet the front seat is! I get a window (that rolls down I might add), and I get to feel the wind in my face.

But….pretty soon my excitement fades, and I remember that car rides make me sleepy – and there seems to be no where to sleep in the front seat. I miss my fluffy car seat in the back….

Where I normally ride.

Checking out the view from the front seat

starting to wish I was back in my comfy car seat

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