The dogs love to smell the world rushing by. They each have claimed a window in the back seat. Humans need to get in the middle because they can be real stubborn (AND heavy!) about moving away from ‘their’ spot. I tried to sit in Dixie’s spot while mother was visiting and she sat on me in order to be at ‘her’ window. Moving to the middle was awkward because she refused to assist in the seat transfer. She had plunked her bottom on me. I was now part and parcel of ‘her’ seat, and I wasn’t allowed to move even if it meant getting out of her way.

Puuush de button (down, down, down!)

Puuush de button (down, down, down!)

Duncan sits all perked up as if attending a concert, resting his forepaw lightly on the arm rest while gazing out. He almost looks relaxed…well, relaxed for a wheaten terrier, anyway.

Dixie has made the connection between the power window button and the window opening. She will paw at the button, trying to activate it. Occasionally, she actually does manage to operate it. Then both paws go on the arm rest in order to raise herself higher and farther out the window. This always gives me a heart attack, worrying that she will fall out as we travel highway speeds to our destinations. Since an open back window when the front windows are closed makes an awful air pocket thumping noise, it’s really easy to notice when she has managed to open it.

Dixie is a very verbal dog. She ‘woo-woo’s’ for meals, and to remind us it is past time for a walk because see! Other people are out with their dogs! See! See! We should be out there, too!

Duncan is an intense butt-wagger. His docked tail twitches up a frenzy and he bounces straight up and down when excited. Although Duncan is smart, he still hasn’t figured out the connection with the window buttons. Dixie has, but she doesn’t have the manual dexterity to properly operate it consistently.

But she tries.

I am sorta like her because there is whole lot of stuff I can’t quite do, but that doesn’t stop me from trying!