Whaddya Mean I Can't Drive the Forklift?

We were out and about running errands yesterday. We stopped in at the Vet office so I could weigh in (62.5 lbs, thank you very much!)

Then to the grocery, with a quick stop at the lumber store/yard. I practiced my ups and jumps on many of the unusual surfaces there. But, I got really excited when I saw the forklift. Of course, you remember that I am quite the accomplished driver, showing early promise if you will, with both the boat and the tractor:
http://anselcci.blogspot.com/2010/07/ahoy-mates.html
http://anselcci.blogspot.com/2010/05/mowing-grass.html

I was just ready to jump on board when TBG said I didn't have permission to drive the forklift; that the owner was a bit concerned about liability, yadda, yadda, yadda. How's a guy supposed to polish his skills if humans won't trust him?



Oh well. Maybe they'll have one at team training for me to try out!