>Gwen and I went to Red Lobster for dinner late this afternoon - it was about 4:30, it was sunny and humid and close to 90 on the inside. We were previously at the movies, and when we came out of the theater, the temperature inside my car was 100.
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>We got to the restaurant and I noticed that the car beside me had a Chihuahua inside. The car window was cracked, and the engine wasn't runnning. We both felt sorry for the dog (and wanted to strangle the owner), so I wrote down the license plate, and went into the restaurant and asked the manager if he could do something. Well, fortunately, the restaurant manager was a dog owner and was furious, so he tracked down the family. Needless to say, the couple who had the dog wound up getting the rest of their dinner "to go". (or if you want a bad pun, they got "doggie bags"). We saw them when the left, but they didn't make eye contact with us, so I'm guessing they didn't know that we were the ones.
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>Stupid owners...hopefully in a future life, someone glues fur all over them and sticks them in a hot car for an hour.

If I was wearing a hat, I'd tip it to you. Good for you, Kevin.