M loves biking. It was new to me, in Greece we don’t bike so much, but in Holland everyone does. Old people, kids… everybody cycles. They even take babies with them on their bike! And, so it turned out, dogs.
When I was a puppy, I fitted in a crate. Like this:
By the way, this is M. It was winter, as you can see, and very cold. I got used to traveling like this easily, because I am a courageous dog. Ha, you don’t scare me by putting me in a crate!
Then, as I grew taller and taller, M thought of another solution. So this is how she took me, when we were on holiday:
As you can see, I was totally relaxed. This was about a year ago and I have grown since, but I still fit in this basket. If I fold my long legs, that is.
The best I saved for last. Because this is what I travel in in Holland. A real cargobike! I have lots of space in there, which sometimes I share with my friends. In this picture I am with Hester, who as a moviestar is posing for the photographer. Me myself, I am guarding the surroundings, in case another dog wants to get close to my cargobike. That, of course, I cannot allow.