Biscuit was the only dog I ever knew of who, when out for a ride, liked to hop up onto the back-window deck (of my Accord). He loved that perch: he’d be slightly above us in the car (apparently needed to keep up ‘alpha’ appearances), and he had a commanding view out the back window.
More than a few times people in the car behind us would react with squeals of startled joy at the sight of him up there.
(Don’t worry: We always made him come down before we got on a highway.)
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