@slimepunk imagine

tiny sknq

pawps on the steering wheel, sat on a milk crate or two, using stilts to press the pedals. driving an automatic because pawbs can't reach a gearstick.

cop pulls me over "may I see your li-...uh..."
me: chrp! *pulls driving license from tail, emits a series of chitters and squeaks explaining about the broken tail light*
cop: "uh... I uh... your... your tail light is uh... um... y-you have a nice day... um..."