Wind Against My Fur [Revision]

I feel the wind against my fur.
As I sit in the back of a moving car.
Window is open blasting cool fresh air within;
It feels so good I lift my head;
Poking my snout out the window.
Breathe in the air so fresh
My mouth is open as I smile.
The feeling is so good
I wish my owner could drive on forever.
But I know the car ride will end;
So I will continue to enjoy
The rush of the wind against my fur.

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