Let Him Pass!
We were moving, and my sons and I crowded into the cab of our rented six-meter-long truck. There was no room left for our enormous black Great Dane. Whimsically, we put him in the driver's seat of the pickup we were towing.
On the road, there was a sudden eruption of noise. We looked back to see the Dane's huge paws resting on the horn while he howled in protest. As I was about to pull over, another car came alongside. "Hey, lady!" the driver yelled. "Why don't you let him pass?" |