Like all stereotypical males, Mr. Wild Dingo enjoys critiquing my driving skills. Last month I drove Mr. Wild Dingo to the airport. Loki and Juno came with us and provided an eye-opening, err ... ear-opening critique of Mr. Wild Dingo's driving skills. Internet, feel free to make your own judgements. But I feel the impartial critics have spoken. Two out of two backseat driving critics have agreed. Mr. Wild Dingo's driving skills are hazardous to their health.
And before anyone points out our car is not pet-safe, save your point. A pet-safe car with crates has been on the top of my list and if we weren't moving, it would have been done a long time ago. No, pet seat belts don't work with cracker dogs. It took me a half hour to untangle Loki the last time I tried one. And believe me, I've tried every adjustment to keep it from tangling. Sigh. Damn cracker.
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