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Very good looking Boxer. Mine is 1yr 3months. She was born on Christmas '06Originally Posted by kukles
That sucks, but like others have said, at least you realize it wasnt the dogs fault...How old is your Boxer?
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98intrigue, I saw a link to your tread on another forum, and I thought I'd share my story as well.
About 6 years ago, my wife and I had our Min-Pin, Tillie, in our Acura CL with us. I was driving, and Tillie was standing on my wife's lap with her head out the passenger window. I pulled in to park at McDonalds, and when I pulled the keys out of the ignition, I accidentally bumped the 'Arm' button on the alarm remote. The problem is, my alarm has the window interface, so when I armed it, it automatically rolled the window up - squishing Tillie's neck and throat in the process. I hear my wife scream and turn to see our pooch dangling by her neck from the top of the passenger door and flailing around like a flag in a hurricane. I stared in disbelief for a split-second - horrified at the cartoonish events that were unfolding right in front of my eyes. And before I can react, Tillie lets loose a squirty $hit that shoots, slow motion like, accross the cabin, plastering the front of my shirt pretty good. So here I am in the Micky Dees parking lot, covered in crap, fumbling with the keys, wifey screaming bloodly murder in the passenger seat, with a half decapitated dog sticking out the window, flopping around for dear life and shooting diarreha from her a$$ cannon in rapid fire succession. Somehow in all the confusion, I managed to get the keys back into the ignition and roll the window down. Released from her deathlock, she fell back and collapsed into the wife's lap, gasping for air. I never will forget the look on Tillie's face... her eyes popping out of her head and her tongue dangling listlessly to one side... her expression was a mix of 'Im alive!' and 'WTF just happened?' and 'I can has Cheezeburger now?'
Eventually Tillie caught her breath, and after a few minutes was back to her normal self. I think the cheesburger helped. My wife and I, however, have been tramatized for life...
About 6 years ago, my wife and I had our Min-Pin, Tillie, in our Acura CL with us. I was driving, and Tillie was standing on my wife's lap with her head out the passenger window. I pulled in to park at McDonalds, and when I pulled the keys out of the ignition, I accidentally bumped the 'Arm' button on the alarm remote. The problem is, my alarm has the window interface, so when I armed it, it automatically rolled the window up - squishing Tillie's neck and throat in the process. I hear my wife scream and turn to see our pooch dangling by her neck from the top of the passenger door and flailing around like a flag in a hurricane. I stared in disbelief for a split-second - horrified at the cartoonish events that were unfolding right in front of my eyes. And before I can react, Tillie lets loose a squirty $hit that shoots, slow motion like, accross the cabin, plastering the front of my shirt pretty good. So here I am in the Micky Dees parking lot, covered in crap, fumbling with the keys, wifey screaming bloodly murder in the passenger seat, with a half decapitated dog sticking out the window, flopping around for dear life and shooting diarreha from her a$$ cannon in rapid fire succession. Somehow in all the confusion, I managed to get the keys back into the ignition and roll the window down. Released from her deathlock, she fell back and collapsed into the wife's lap, gasping for air. I never will forget the look on Tillie's face... her eyes popping out of her head and her tongue dangling listlessly to one side... her expression was a mix of 'Im alive!' and 'WTF just happened?' and 'I can has Cheezeburger now?'
Eventually Tillie caught her breath, and after a few minutes was back to her normal self. I think the cheesburger helped. My wife and I, however, have been tramatized for life...
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I also read about this on another forum, came over here, read everyone of the 12 posted pages, and nothing made me feel worse then the last story typed, about him rolling his min pin up in the window! Wow! I own a Min Pin as well, and if I did that to my dog I would feel so bad! I'm so glad your dog is alright, and not to mention, all the Boxers in this thread are completely amazing! It will probably be one of the first dogs I own once I get a house, and not this darn apartment.
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Oh don't get me wrong Cheeze, I did feel awful about it. I would never intentially hurt an animal.... although some might consider this torture: 
Thats Tillie on the bottom, and our other Min-Pin, Cocco.
Thats Tillie on the bottom, and our other Min-Pin, Cocco.
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that stinks...
do you ever go to the ucf meets?
do you ever go to the ucf meets?
just a sedan
thats the reason why my shepherd and bulldog dont get in my G, they stay in the wifes car
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About 6 years ago, my wife and I had our Min-Pin, Tillie, in our Acura CL with us. I was driving, and Tillie was standing on my wife's lap with her head out the passenger window. I pulled in to park at McDonalds, and when I pulled the keys out of the ignition, I accidentally bumped the 'Arm' button on the alarm remote. The problem is, my alarm has the window interface, so when I armed it, it automatically rolled the window up - squishing Tillie's neck and throat in the process. I hear my wife scream and turn to see our pooch dangling by her neck from the top of the passenger door and flailing around like a flag in a hurricane. I stared in disbelief for a split-second - horrified at the cartoonish events that were unfolding right in front of my eyes. And before I can react, Tillie lets loose a squirty $hit that shoots, slow motion like, accross the cabin, plastering the front of my shirt pretty good. So here I am in the Micky Dees parking lot, covered in crap, fumbling with the keys, wifey screaming bloodly murder in the passenger seat, with a half decapitated dog sticking out the window, flopping around for dear life and shooting diarreha from her a$$ cannon in rapid fire succession. Somehow in all the confusion, I managed to get the keys back into the ignition and roll the window down. Released from her deathlock, she fell back and collapsed into the wife's lap, gasping for air. I never will forget the look on Tillie's face... her eyes popping out of her head and her tongue dangling listlessly to one side... her expression was a mix of 'Im alive!' and 'WTF just happened?' and 'I can has Cheezeburger now?'
Eventually Tillie caught her breath, and after a few minutes was back to her normal self. I think the cheesburger helped. My wife and I, however, have been tramatized for life...
Originally Posted by TKT-GETR
98intrigue, I saw a link to your tread on another forum, and I thought I'd share my story as well.About 6 years ago, my wife and I had our Min-Pin, Tillie, in our Acura CL with us. I was driving, and Tillie was standing on my wife's lap with her head out the passenger window. I pulled in to park at McDonalds, and when I pulled the keys out of the ignition, I accidentally bumped the 'Arm' button on the alarm remote. The problem is, my alarm has the window interface, so when I armed it, it automatically rolled the window up - squishing Tillie's neck and throat in the process. I hear my wife scream and turn to see our pooch dangling by her neck from the top of the passenger door and flailing around like a flag in a hurricane. I stared in disbelief for a split-second - horrified at the cartoonish events that were unfolding right in front of my eyes. And before I can react, Tillie lets loose a squirty $hit that shoots, slow motion like, accross the cabin, plastering the front of my shirt pretty good. So here I am in the Micky Dees parking lot, covered in crap, fumbling with the keys, wifey screaming bloodly murder in the passenger seat, with a half decapitated dog sticking out the window, flopping around for dear life and shooting diarreha from her a$$ cannon in rapid fire succession. Somehow in all the confusion, I managed to get the keys back into the ignition and roll the window down. Released from her deathlock, she fell back and collapsed into the wife's lap, gasping for air. I never will forget the look on Tillie's face... her eyes popping out of her head and her tongue dangling listlessly to one side... her expression was a mix of 'Im alive!' and 'WTF just happened?' and 'I can has Cheezeburger now?'
Eventually Tillie caught her breath, and after a few minutes was back to her normal self. I think the cheesburger helped. My wife and I, however, have been tramatized for life...
<--- That's what I just did. That's a horrible story! I'm glad the dog made it out alive. I have the same fear with rolling the window up on my dog. I always make sure her head is inside the cabin.
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goddamn ryan... that makes me think twice about letting my dog in my G... lol im sure you know by now, OF is all over this....
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thats horrible.... my weim got my armrest pretty good but nothing like your car full o ****
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got to give my weim some love...here she is out the sunroof...btw shes 110lbs and always my passenger
