Stow Away

Look who I found curled up in my seat. I thought I heard an “I call shotgun!” Bobbie decided we were a back-up plan, or perhaps the Wee Rover was just a nice quiet place to nap away from all the camp dogs.
She wasn’t quite as happy with this arrangement.
She does make a very cute hood ornament. She isn’t amused.
A few snuggles for the stow away.
And she is safely tucked back in her new basket on the front of Sven’s bike. They are off on their next adventure. Perhaps we will see them again somewhere down the road.