Road trip

We went to Las Vegas for Memorial Day weekend. I am not the best car rider, so I am told. I try my darnedest to sit in the driver's seat but often am relegated to the passenger seat. Luckily, Molly lets me rest my head on her while we ride. If someone is in the back seat, I will stand on the center console and beg and beg until they let me back to sit on their lap. Occasionally, I will stare out the window at passersby. Every now and then, they will laugh at me. What, is it the under bite?