Get in, loser.

I took Louie to the Chicken Salad Chick drive thru.  It’s for enrichment.  He’s very good in his carrier. 

Louie is a good passenger.

He doesn’t like being out of the carrier when the car is moving.  However once we were in the drive thru and I rolled down the window, he wanted to go see the lady.  Not a big wrestling kind of thing, just a gentle nudge to sit back down. 

“I smell outside smells!” *Gentle nudge*.

“Oh shit, a stranger?” *Gentle nudge*.

“She wants to love me.” *Gentle nudge*. 

Then I parked to text people photos:

Don’t worry, the window is closed.

Then I started driving again and he was like fuck this shit, so I had to show him back to his carrier for the ride home (3 miles). 

A+ experience.  I’m hoping this will have worn him out enough for our guest to play Firefly without being eaten alive feet first.