Dogs and Cars ?
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Amusing Dog vs car stories or how your dog reacts to your car or driving,
Ours really doesnt like being thrown around or full on acceleration and makes a huffing noise which is eerily similar to the wife expressing her displeasure, the other day he was in the front passenger footwell as we went to reverse out, he stood up and put a paw on my hand as if to say "Please, just take it easy".
He doesnt like the FIat 500, really doesnt want to get in, just getting used to it now, the wife found herself in the town centre shouting at him with the windows open as he had a chew bone that he was defending like a demon and growling at her foot every time she pressed the clutch, think it was a bit of an overload for him.
Another one was in Treardurr bay in Anglessey, picked a friend and his Westie up to save them the walk up to the caravan, had just got the car and was perhaps showing off a bit, but being Wales, some good hills, now the Volvo T5 has a decent bit of go thats even better on a hill, so couple of blips (friend being fellow Volvo turbo owner, 740 Turbo and eager to experience the T5), on the third attempt, a perfect hill so full death, in second, moved really well, so did the Dogs stomach contents, abpprox 1.5 litres of Seawater (been Swimming) and the Chip Shop Sausage in about 5 chunks he had been given in leiu of any Dog food being available ! luckily, the mats went up the sides of the footwell so tipped the lot out, the Dog re-consumed his Sausage and I Swilled the mat, no harm done !
Ours really doesnt like being thrown around or full on acceleration and makes a huffing noise which is eerily similar to the wife expressing her displeasure, the other day he was in the front passenger footwell as we went to reverse out, he stood up and put a paw on my hand as if to say "Please, just take it easy".
He doesnt like the FIat 500, really doesnt want to get in, just getting used to it now, the wife found herself in the town centre shouting at him with the windows open as he had a chew bone that he was defending like a demon and growling at her foot every time she pressed the clutch, think it was a bit of an overload for him.
Another one was in Treardurr bay in Anglessey, picked a friend and his Westie up to save them the walk up to the caravan, had just got the car and was perhaps showing off a bit, but being Wales, some good hills, now the Volvo T5 has a decent bit of go thats even better on a hill, so couple of blips (friend being fellow Volvo turbo owner, 740 Turbo and eager to experience the T5), on the third attempt, a perfect hill so full death, in second, moved really well, so did the Dogs stomach contents, abpprox 1.5 litres of Seawater (been Swimming) and the Chip Shop Sausage in about 5 chunks he had been given in leiu of any Dog food being available ! luckily, the mats went up the sides of the footwell so tipped the lot out, the Dog re-consumed his Sausage and I Swilled the mat, no harm done !
I've got a 2 year old Spaniel and when he was a pup, if I ever took him out in the van (LWB Trannie with no bulkhead), I always used to put him in a bed in the middle of the back which he'd promptly fall asleep in for the duration of the journey.
Until one day . . .
He was about 4 months old, I was doing 75ish in the middle lane of the motorway, overtaking 3 trucks, steady stream of traffic overtaking me in the outside lane. Huge BAAAANNNGGG! Sudden and catastrophic rear wheel (thankfully) blowout. Straight away I'm desperately trying to keep the thing within my lane, slewing from side to side whilst looking for a space to get onto the hard shoulder. Strong smell of rubber came wafting in a cloud of blue smoke from the back of the cabin, promptly followed by a 6 kilo Sprocker pole vaulting over the bulkhead space straight into my lap, howling continuously (and jeez I never realised what a noise a small pup could make!).
Thankfully managed to get it pulled up and sorted, but to this day if he's ever in the van and hears the slightest murmur from the rear of the van, the poor bugger visibly shakes and looks at me like I've violated him.
I've given up now. We go in the car!
Until one day . . .
He was about 4 months old, I was doing 75ish in the middle lane of the motorway, overtaking 3 trucks, steady stream of traffic overtaking me in the outside lane. Huge BAAAANNNGGG! Sudden and catastrophic rear wheel (thankfully) blowout. Straight away I'm desperately trying to keep the thing within my lane, slewing from side to side whilst looking for a space to get onto the hard shoulder. Strong smell of rubber came wafting in a cloud of blue smoke from the back of the cabin, promptly followed by a 6 kilo Sprocker pole vaulting over the bulkhead space straight into my lap, howling continuously (and jeez I never realised what a noise a small pup could make!).
Thankfully managed to get it pulled up and sorted, but to this day if he's ever in the van and hears the slightest murmur from the rear of the van, the poor bugger visibly shakes and looks at me like I've violated him.
I've given up now. We go in the car!
J4CKO said:
Fire away...
OK, we were travelling down from Scotland with the cats in the car. Because it was a long journey, a great idea was hatched. Let the cats out of the basket so they have a bit of freedom. So now they are loose in the car, which is fine. It's late at night, we are making reasonable progress. Then one of the cats leaps on the back seat and starts yelling. We decide it's time to go back in the basket. We look for a service station, and as we slow down the sliproad, the cat is pacing up and down the parcel shelf, whereupon it decides to evacuate it's bowels. All over the two people in the back seat...... Now, I don't know if anyone has ever tried to clean up a car full of cat poo, but it doesn't half stink, and stick (to people, hair, seats and so on).. And in the dark, under the stark lights of the motorway services........ So my tip is don't let the f****ng cat out of the basket!!
Resounding memory from childhood of dog claws scrabbling at the bare metal wheel arches in the back of our old Landy, often followed by a thud, or grumpy huff.
Nowadays, daft as our mutt is in most circumstances (1yr old black Lab), he just hunkers down in the back of the Saab regardless of the driving style. Not so keen on the Laguna, entirely fair I'd say... probably doesn't like the devil's fuel or something.
Back when I was using my MGB as a daily driver, several years ago now, visiting a friend who had two rather massive Alsatians... well, I made it past the guard geese challenge, not easy with all that chrome, and turned up in his yard feeling smug I'd made it past (rather than over) the flock of manic birds.... only to be greeted by the bigger of the two dogs, Rocky (that dates it nicely), who promptly shoved his head in through the driver's window, me ducking backwards, and gave a mighty woof... not sure what was worse, wondering if my ears were bleeding from the shockwave of the bark, or the smell of his breath... anyway, he retracted his head, convenient an MGB window is at big Alsatian head height, for him anyway.
He then proceeded to strut around the car proudly, cocking his leg up every extremity, all four wheels, all four corners of the bumpers, including the fuel cap (wondered why the cap was sticky at the petrol station later in the week...) then finished off the job by pissing up the driver's door, turned and ambled off. Thanks hound.
Karma however was watching the gander in that bunch of hooligan geese giving him a right going over later in the day!
ETA: One of the chaps who used to do tractor driving/contracting in the area, when I was growing up, used to ride a Laverda - his spaniel would sit in his lap, basically on the fuel tank, front paws on the handlebars, leaning into the corners... he even sported a fine set of goggles, quite a sight, knee down round a corner bombing down the road, hound crouched down, ears flapping in the wind.
Nowadays, daft as our mutt is in most circumstances (1yr old black Lab), he just hunkers down in the back of the Saab regardless of the driving style. Not so keen on the Laguna, entirely fair I'd say... probably doesn't like the devil's fuel or something.
Back when I was using my MGB as a daily driver, several years ago now, visiting a friend who had two rather massive Alsatians... well, I made it past the guard geese challenge, not easy with all that chrome, and turned up in his yard feeling smug I'd made it past (rather than over) the flock of manic birds.... only to be greeted by the bigger of the two dogs, Rocky (that dates it nicely), who promptly shoved his head in through the driver's window, me ducking backwards, and gave a mighty woof... not sure what was worse, wondering if my ears were bleeding from the shockwave of the bark, or the smell of his breath... anyway, he retracted his head, convenient an MGB window is at big Alsatian head height, for him anyway.
He then proceeded to strut around the car proudly, cocking his leg up every extremity, all four wheels, all four corners of the bumpers, including the fuel cap (wondered why the cap was sticky at the petrol station later in the week...) then finished off the job by pissing up the driver's door, turned and ambled off. Thanks hound.
Karma however was watching the gander in that bunch of hooligan geese giving him a right going over later in the day!
ETA: One of the chaps who used to do tractor driving/contracting in the area, when I was growing up, used to ride a Laverda - his spaniel would sit in his lap, basically on the fuel tank, front paws on the handlebars, leaning into the corners... he even sported a fine set of goggles, quite a sight, knee down round a corner bombing down the road, hound crouched down, ears flapping in the wind.
Edited by SWH on Tuesday 24th May 21:38
I just cant understand why anyone would allow a dog in their car. They make your car smell (yes they do I tell thee, you are just used to the smell!) they leave hairs everywhere, they can scratch or rip materials. They wipe their ass and balls all over the seats and carpet impregnating said materials with germs, dirt and dogs
t. Pus they are a fking liability.
t. Pus they are a fking liability. TooLateForAName said:
For a number of years I ran a LHD 911. My spaniel used to sit in the passenger seat, sometimes with paws on the dash.
Got plenty of strange looks as we overtook people.
She still leans into corners.
That made me laugh! Also reminds me of a story by Paul Daniels who claimed that his first Ferrari was left hand drive & he used to carry a prop skeleton in the passenger seat for effect!Got plenty of strange looks as we overtook people.
She still leans into corners.
Pig Skill said:
I just cant understand why anyone would allow a dog in their car. They make your car smell (yes they do I tell thee, you are just used to the smell!) they leave hairs everywhere, they can scratch or rip materials. They wipe their ass and balls all over the seats and carpet impregnating said materials with germs, dirt and dogst. Pus they are a fking liability.
No worse than a lot of people to be honest.t. Pus they are a fking liability. 
Pig Skill said:
I just cant understand why anyone would allow a dog in their car. They make your car smell (yes they do I tell thee, you are just used to the smell!) they leave hairs everywhere, they can scratch or rip materials. They wipe their ass and balls all over the seats and carpet impregnating said materials with germs, dirt and dogst. Pus they are a fking liability.
With that many hang ups I would be surprised if you let one in the house, did one knock you over as a toddler?t. Pus they are a fking liability. Gassing Station | General Gassing | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff