Driving with dogs can be complicated. Like most dogs, I love riding in the car. I, however, DO NOT like being left in the car on my own even for a couple of minutes. I tend to act like a dog possessed when Mom leaves me in the car by myself even if I can see her through the open window! I bark and claw at the window like I am being tortured. It drives my Mom crazy. After a couple of minutes, I do calm down and stop barking; however, I will stare intently at the place where Mom disappeared into. Sometime I even honk the horn so she knows that I am waiting very impatiently for her to return. The hazard lights are also another one of my favorite ways to get her attention. Why does she leave me in the car? Is it because I don’t like being left home alone either and she feels compelled to take me everywhere with her? I have tried to tell Mom that since we are together 24/7, I am not used to being by myself but I don’t think she fully understands this fact. I do know, however, that at least once a week I go to doggie daycare (which I love by the way) and on those days, Mom seems very tired when she picks me up. What is she doing all day, I wonder? She must miss me a ton and watch my antics on the webcam all day!
I have another bad habit in the car. I always want to be either in the front seat or in Mom’s lap when she is driving. Now I know that is a no no, but I like to see where we are going. Mom does not allow me in her lap when she is driving but when we get to our block I climb into her lap for the final leg of our trip. Now I know that you readers will admonish my Mom for letting me do this but you need to understand that if she relegates me into the back seat, I will bark incessantly at a very high pitch and drive her nuts! She keeps trying to find the right solution in the car to keep me safe and secure without driving her crazy – I will keep you updated when we find the right solution.
I also seem to have a sixth sense of when we are approaching our destination even if it is someplace I have never been before. I start barking in anticipation of our arrival (yet another way of driving my Mom crazy!).
Any suggestions for my Mom? I think my Beagle stubbornness is not a blessing in this case…..