There are many, many reasons why you should never leave your pet locked in your car…
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Last Call – Hooniversal PSA
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It's Fifi's revenge for last summer's haircut!
Poor dog looks a lot like a sheep.-
In front of Wal-Mart it could be a sheep.
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"Leave me in here with the vinyl outgassing?!? I'll show you outgassing!"
In front of a Walmart, no less. -
I bet he's one of the reviewers always going on about the hardness of plastics.
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and all I had was a "poop deck" joke
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Or maybe this is just how you avoid scooping up your pet's mess. See a car with an open window or sunroof, just toss Fido in. You won't even need a leash.
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Give the animal credit for trying not to poop on the seats.
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I'd be considerably less worried if it was in that LeBaron convertible. Or, indeed, any other vehicle in that photo – and that still doesn't say a great deal about the Accord.
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Reminds me of one of the many stories my dad told about the dog I grew up with. Lebe (Lee-bA) was a little bit more then just your average family dog she was more of a four legged smart-ass sibling that would just surprise the heck out of you just because she could.
My father was a Plumbing Contractor while I was growing up and Lebe was always with him. If she had to stay in the vehicle she always occupied the drivers seat, if she was loose she stayed on the job site roaming around sometimes eating people's lunches or dazzling patrons of the lunch trucks with her ability to catch food. In fact once she actually stole a jar a picked jalapeños got it open and ate the contents. Yea, like I said she'd surprise you when you least expected it and yea, yard cleanup was a bit of a chore that week. With that said onto the story.
In the early 80s my Father had a 1979 Ford E350 Château. He was very proud of it and on top of being the weekend family hauler it was also his mobile office for when he had to visit job sites. On this particular occasion he opted to leave Lebe in the van since she stole the GC's lunch the previous week and he was only going to be there for 20 minutes to half an hour. About 10 minutes after he left the van Lebe started wining. My dad ignored her, then she started barking, my dad told her to shut up. A couple of minutes later she started barking again, this time with more urgency in her voice. Again my dad told her to shut the F up. She did.
About 40 minutes later my dad walks back to his van and notices Lebe is in the passenger seat. Peculiar, she never does that. When he opened up his door he finally figured out she was barking about. She had to go, since he would not let her out she just went where it would make the biggest point. In the driver's seat. No scolding was in order and she knew it all he could do is just clean up the mess and make a mental note to let her out next time she barked like that.
BTW the awesomeness of vinyl brown seats proved it's worth that day.-
This may be one of the best Hooniverse stories EVAR!
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Time to swab the poop deck.
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Smart dog. Isn't that where you're supposed to put a package?
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