Avoid a Speeding Ticket Using Your Dirty Dog
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@#$)(#@* Pause Dr. Goljan and his Gynecology lecture. Roll down window.
Do you know why I’m pulling you over ma’am? blank, innocent stare
I kid you not, friends, the officer interrupted his own onlyspeedinemergencies speech to talk to about my dog. What can I say? He’s just that cute.
So, naturally, I asked him if his Cockapoo was as dirty as the orphan-looking dog riding in my passenger seat who, I’m 90% sure, has not seen sunlight in at least 4 weeks thanks to his neglectful parents failing to secure him a trip to the groomers. I glanced to my right and gave Wrigley an if-you-growl-at-the-cop-I-swear-I-will-leave-you-on-the-side-of-the-road* look and my obedient animal friend happily wagged his tail and gave his best puppy dog eyes.
However, thanks to that haircut issue, I highly doubt anyone could even see his eyes – but, officer, if you could see his eyes I swear they would be big, black, please-don’t-give-my-broke-mom-a-ticket eyes.
Mr. Highway Patrol left with my info and subsequently returned to my window wielding a white piece of paper. He flashed a “you’re welcome” grin at Wrigley and handed me a typed-up warning without saying anything.
And, for the record, I happen to think dog-loving officers are really great, as well.
Tell me your law-enforcement stories! Have you ever gotten a ticket you didn’t deserve? How about gotten out of one you probably did deserve??
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