I knew my Boys were fond of riding. They are (what one would call) my “road dogs” (pun intended)…

The Boys love to ride in the car, no matter where I go.

The car is always packed and ready for any unscheduled, impromptu excursions. And they are always up for a road trip!

Whether it’s down the street, or across State lines – once that hatch pops open, they jump right on in…

I have never met two dogs that ruv riding in cars so much!

It doesn’t matter what errands are on my list  They could care less about “extra cargo”. Once I had plant’s in the back seat on the floor. Tall leaves bouncing all over the place.

Didn’t bother them at all. They sat back there like they were born and raised in the wilderness. “Jungle Doodles”…

Coming from the nursery. Extra Cargo doesn’t bother them at all.

Imagine the expression on my face when Harley went to visit a neighbor anipal, and “bummed a ride” back to the house…

Harley the Goldendoodle will ride in anybody’s car, like the neighbor down the street from us.

However – – –  Friday’s carnival act was pawlarious.

DH needed to zip right up the street and fill two coolers with ice. Wouldn’t have taken more than a few minutes – 30 at best. I wasn’t going, but as we talked, I helped carry one of the coolers down the driveway.

We placed the coolers in the car, and before I could get my foot from the curb to the lawn, “Frick and Frack were in the back”…

I’ll never understand how they were able to fit in there! It was like Doodle Magic.

Once we stopped laughing, he told them to get out, but that was useless. They weren’t budging. I told them if they wanted to stay, they would have to sit down. Do you know these knuckle heads listened?

At that precise moment I realized I was part of one “Doodle Crazy Family.” So I grabbed my phone, locked the door, and joined them.

As we drove out of  our subdivision, Harley laid parallel to Leo. But when we turned on the main road – he rose up …

Harley seemed to ruv the afternoon breeze on his face, he was in heaven.

Not traveling too fast, and the weather being “just right” Harley was literally “basking” in the sunlit breeze. Because they are practically the same color, I could not figure out how in the “doodle” he was sitting up so straight. All of a sudden he looked unusually tall. It took the distance of two full blocks and one traffic light before I was able to solve this mystery. But after studying them, I finally “got it!” He was using Leo as his pawrest…

Took me a minute to figure out how Harley was resting so straight.

I don’t know what seemed stranger:

1. Harley hanging on to Leo
2. Leo letting Harley hang on

You be the judge…

 

A quick, local trip to pick up a couple of bags of ice to some can seem so simple. In my world it’s a pawventure! I guess I really do live in “Doodleville”…

Yup! I’ve accepted my new residence. Wanna come live with us? It’s a happy place…

Governed by these two…

They’re in charge!

Thanks fur reading, show the Boys to a co-worker this week, and “doodle dare” them not to smile…