My Mini Cooper needed a new headlight, so we went to automotive repair.
Chou Chou checked out the counter for dog treats ("Oui! Often counters have tasty treats for me!"). I had already moved the bowl of chocolates out of her reach.
I handed Lubo the key and we went outside while he moved the car into the garage. Chou Chou started pulling me towards the moving car, running on leash. Did she think someone was stealing the car? ("No, no! Very silly! But the car was riding away before I could get inside!")
Back in the waiting room to pay our bill, Chou Chou spied the motorcycle and went to explore it.
Lubo said she could get in, so she did.
Having never been in a motorcycle sidecar before, she faced the wrong way.
("It didn't move! Needs a person to push it!")
("And no motorcycle noise to howl at! Boring!
Let's get in my little car and go home!")
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Motorcycle at Lubo's Bavarian Motors