So Mom got Lincoln and I a new "treat." Treats around my house usually equal cookies. Sometimes clothes or other awesome things. This time treat equaled a car seat. For all of you dogs out there that don't know what a dog car seat is, I can sum it up in two words: torture device. Usually I have free reign in the car so I pick the best seat, Mom's lap. Lincoln alternates between pushing all the buttons in the car, sticking his butt in someone's face and jumping from seat to seat. Mom took all of those privileges away. Essentially now I'm stuck in a seat with Lincoln, where I can either sit up or lay down. No jumping, no cuddling and no freedom, hence, the torture. I accepted my fate like the lady pug I am. Lincoln cried and then he tried to strangle himself. However, none of that convinced Mom we would ever ride anyway except in a car seat again. Whoever is making these dog torture devices should be peed on or worse, given a "Lincoln butt" in the face. Just saying.