Last Thanksgiving, I took my girl Rosa up to my folks’ place to hang out with the family. The holiday was wonderful, a steady stream of rosy lights, family I had not seen in far too long, and never-ending food and drink. I was so transported by the atmosphere that it wasn’t until Rosa and I were driving back home in my tiny Mazda Miata that I noticed something very important.
Rosa is not a Miata-sized dog.
She’s no Mastiff, to be sure. But she is a 40 lb. dog, and the tiny seats in the Miata just are not built for a pup like her. So in December, I shopped around until I found a vehicle that was more comfortable for her to travel in.
Having obtained that vehicle, I can finally present . . . Rosa, in her Element.