Here’s the daring WWI flying ace in his Sopwith Camel, awaiting his signal to take off and once more roam the skies in search of his nemesis, the deadly Red Baron. It is in these anxious waiting moments his mind is clouded with doubts: Will he at last defeat his foe? Could this be his final mission? And how do these crates manage to get up in the air without any wings?
Good grief, Sharon H. (With apologies to Charles Schulz)
“Curse you, Red Baron!”
I’m glad he wears doggles and a helmutt. Safety first!
There’s even a dog-bone decal on his little cage. Too cute.
At first, I only saw the pup in the carrier and assumed it was a big dog.
When I saw that it is more Chihuahua sized – makes it even funnier!
I had the same thought! You think it’s a sidecar and ….it’s not.
Not only is puppers tiny and safety-decked, he/she is also wearing a snazzy argyle sweater. Pup may be a little aggrieved to not be rocking a Harley, but I suppose a Moped will do in a pinch.
I have two issues here ..
1) That’s no dog house
2) That’s no Beagle, and I know Beagles (He’s sitting on my lap demanding I write this)