And his swanky new AL -YOU -MIN -EEE- UM Defender !

Our smelly, many years old, rickety, but GLORIOUS Defender (R.I.P.) was a laugh a minute. Especially when you hit 50mph.

We used to take Tsar Dog on “walks” in it too.

Well, we’d drive him around the local countryside for an hour or so. He’d NEVER sit in the back. He was ALWAYS front paws on the centre console, nose as close as poss to the windscreen, leaning his FULL weight on ME, the passenger, SHOUTING at every single dog, cat, horse, person, pram, bicyclist, runner, old person’s push along shopping trolley, police car etc that he saw.

If I’d even DARED to put a seat belt on him, he’d’ve bitten my WHOLE ARM off!

Sigh. Sad :o(

Good Times :o)