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Left his drivers license in the dead guys hand
Left his drivers license in the dead guys hand













left his drivers license in the dead guys hand

I am being compensated for helping spread the word about the Dog Tested. In the spirit of full disclosure, this post is sponsored by Subaru. There’s other stuff there that will interest you if you have dogs in your family (matchmaker, dog route mapping system, doggie drivers license, and ask an expert).Īre your dogs considered family members? Or pets? There’s no right answer - no judgement here! As much as I’d like to think that Tango could take the wheel on one of our cross country road trips, just because Subaru gave him a doggie driver’s license doesn’t make it so. I found this on the Subaru Facebook page: you can get your dog a driver’s license. They’re making commercials with dogs in them, for goodness sake! How good does it get? They’re to dog people what Budweiser is to Clydesdale people. I’m really liking the folks at Subaru - they really get us dog people. I especially like the last scene - that’s totally a dog I’d have. I don’t just want a dog in my commercials - I want a happy dog in my commercials!įor a full look at the commercial that contains the scene above, check this out. Being a dog trainer, I look for stuff like that. Look at those happy dogs! And how well they’re trained. Are they being exploited? Made fun of? Used just for their cuteness? For their badness?Ĭheck out this teaser ad, I think the ad agency knows how to connect to dog people! Being a positive reinforcement trainer, I pay special attention to the dogs (and the equipment they’re wearing, and their body language, and, and, and…) in the commercials and how they’re used.

left his drivers license in the dead guys hand

And will have them for the rest of my life, I’m sure.īecause dogs are important family members in this house, I pay close attention to the advertisers that use dogs in their campaigns. I’ve had a dog (or dog S) my entire life. I was never lonely and I never wished for a “real” brother or sister. We’d all come back filthy, hair rife with hitch hikers and briers, much to my mother’s dismay.

left his drivers license in the dead guys hand

We always found good stuff to get into, no matter what. Sometimes I would lead the way, other times they were the trail boss. We were as thick as thieves - we’d set out on a new adventure everyday. They were fantastic brothers and sisters though. Growing up, I thought our dogs were my siblings.















Left his drivers license in the dead guys hand