I ran away from school, jumped in a stranger’s car and wouldn’t get out. No more school!
On the walk back to the car from Doggie Day Care I didn’t open the car quick enough so Tex jumped in a stranger’s car because the driver’s door was open. He climbed into the backseat and waited to be driven home.
Tucker is 9 months old and has developed the technique of playing dead whenever he doesn’t want to do something. Even though he is able to jump up into the low elevation of the Prius he refuses to do it voluntarily and prefers to place his front paws up and then have his rear paws lifted up. When I don’t cooperate he plays dead and poor poodle Scarlett has to impatiently wait while I try to move him from his passive protest position.
“Today I was on a car ride when I decided to roll my window down, jump out of the moving vehicle, make my mom chase me in her pajamas, and finally, poop on the side of the road. I’m grounded.” -Valentine
The tale on the sign is absolutely true. Loki likes to ride in the car, so I took him along on the trip to the pharmacy, figuring that we could go for a walk in that neighborhood after I picked up a prescription and some odds and ends. I guess I should have let Loki know the full plan before stepping into the store for 5 minutes.
Akira pressed the lock button on my car keys when we got to doggy class, locking herself in the car. When the locksmith came to get her out she growled at him. When he got the hanger into the car she tried to take it from him. After 5-7 minutes of trying to hit the unlock button he got the door open and Akira pressed the panic button! Oh My God the stranger made it into the car safety zone!!
Max has panic attacks. Found him with his head sticking out of the crate next day he tore up the shower curtain. Then the next day had him in the car when we got back from dinner discovered he chewed right through the seat belt! But look how cute while he is asleep.
My humans took me for a beautiful car ride in the country. In repayment for their love and generosity, I wiped my butt on the back seat of mom’s car leaving a six inch long skid mark. Thanks for the ride… Sorry, not sorry for the skid mark.