Chuck, the picture of your pups taking over your seat reminds me of a time I experienced the same thing, but no where near as pleasant.
I was wedged into an old Econoline van with three others & a volcanic dog named Spider. He was an 80lb Dobie that was poorly socialized. We were headed to Billings, Montana from San Antonio. It was the dead of winter & I was not having a good time. I had contracted some monster case of the flu & I laid in the back of the van in a nest that I had constructed , hoping to die. The Rocky Mountains came into view, & everyone told me I should sit up & look at them. As I said, I was hoping to die & didn't care about the scenery, but after a lot of pressure, I did sit up & look, giving Spider the opportunity to steal my place. I told him to move, but he wasn't about to as he finally had a chance to lay down. I decided to just start laying down & he would get the message & move. I was wrong! In a split second he was on all fours, barking & snarling about two inches from my nose. Quite sobering. The driver hit the side of the highway & put Spiders muzzle back on, & while he was doing that I got my nest back. Obviously, I've never forgotten it.

