From the cozy interior of a leather saddlebag, a fluffy trail is seen streaming in the wind. Hastily pulling her right ear back inside the bag, Sugar Dog starts to wake up, an impish grin stealing over her muzzle.

Huh, dat boah on de move agin'. Las' rahd sure were fun! Dis one look lahk fun too, but Ah bes' wake mahseff up! I gots to catch a stop an' hop back outta here-- dese saddlebag wrinkles is itchin' mah nose! Ah fittin' tuh hop up front wid Miz E-namorata-- heh heh heh.... oo, EE we go for a ride! Bet she give ole Sugar Dog a good scratch, too.