When Henry brings me my shoes to the family room in the morning, I know he means business for a car ride. Even if it's just downtown, he loves to hang out the window to see what is going on around town. Followed by his barking puppy dreams after he gets home from a ride. I swear he's having dreams of what he's seen out the car window. It's the only time he has loud barking dreams, after a good ride, go figure?