Dog Is My Co-Pilot

If you go to yard sales looking for some particular item, you're most likely setting yourself up for a big disappointment. Yard sales are more about opportunity. And surprises.

And yet last week, I set out hoping against hope to find one thing in particular: A plastic box.

And on the very last stop, I scored. 3 bucks. Sweet!



The ride home was truly jubilant.

But having a box and using it are two different things. I knew we would have to take things slow. And that snacks would have to be involved. We started with the basics:



And then we took it to the next level:



That is one nervous dog. I was starting to think she was too freaked and that it would never happen, but then a few nights ago we took our first short ride. She was showered with praise and "Pup-Peroni" snacks.



Now it's like we were born to ride.



Oh the adventures we will have!

If you drive a sub-compact drop-kick, just throw it in your back pack. It's always yapping anyway, so you might as well give it something to yap about.

And if you drive a large-breed SUV, a trailer is probably your best bet. Or maybe it will just have to stay while you go.

But if you drive a mid-size American-made mangy mutt, an Xtra and a big plastic tub are your ticket to the good life.

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