March 15, 2012 Wish This Was a Movie

Look closely.  In the bed of the truck.  Right behind the driver's head.  That light oblong thing?  That's a dog.  A dog that ran from side to side, sticking his head out to catch the wind.

This pickup and I were going about 60 miles an hour so the dog couldn't hang in the wind too long before losing his breath and running to the other side.

I don't know why I thought this was so funny, but I did.  It entertained me all the way from Manhattan to Wamego (okay, not ALL the way, but most of the way.)  While I am easily entertained (just ask anyone), this dog running and popping up, running and popping up, just tickled me.

Here is a thought I had - but then I thought about it again - I wondered if that dog was tired from running all 15 miles from Manhattan to Wamego.  But then I sort of figured out that while the dog travelled 15 miles, it didn't run 15 miles.

I have to admit that I still don't quite get it, but I know it's right.

By the way, how did I know the dog was a male?  A girl dog would have been riding in the cab in the air conditioning.  Duh.