Apparently, I have all of Scotland scattered on my backseat. It's just that messy.
Or my passenger is overly picky.
I'm leaning towards the latter.
In other news, I played with a Shiba-Inu puppy last night. It was so cute. I now know what kind of dog I want when I grow up... if I ever do.
This puppy was so excited to be playing that he was running all over the playroom and wound up running into a wall head-first. Sounds like my kind of dog.