The blue beastie and Elvis.

This is the blue beastie dogmobile. My little Saab wasn't cutting it as a dogmobile, the truck is always full of tools and ladders and paint shit. I bought this old DNR Jeep for $700. It's so basic it even has hand crank windows and you have to pull on a knob to turn the headlights on. How quaint is that, hey?
The speedo & odometer don't work, so I neither know how fast I'm driving or how many miles are on the thing. It has no CD player, though the guy I bought it from put big-ass speakers in the back, so I can listen to my three remaining cassettes very loud. (Human League, Best Of, Vivaldi's Four Seasons and U2 Rattle & Hum.) The guy I bought it from also put heavy duty front end parts and shocks, so I can go chase elephants in the swamps of Tanzania in it. It roars to life and runs beautifully, lots of room for both doggies, and crates, and hey I like Human League.
And the obligatory WOOF sticker of course, bling for my Jeep.






Elvis was under the Jeep toying with a field mousie. I checked, it was beyond saving and is now singing in the heavenly field mousie choir for eternity.