So your dog went flying with you?Talk about living large!
Oh yeah. She’d be in back and have her paws over the right seat watching as I started the engines. She’d bark like crazy and as I’d be taxiing the plane out she’d be looking around. Soon as I took off she’d drop back, lay down and go to sleep. When around friends and I tell them she flies with me I’d say “Clear” (as in clear prop) and she’d go into a barking fit thinking we’re going flying. She’d run circles around the plane while I was pre-flighting and couldn’t wait to climb aboard. I miss her terribly.