Last night when I was driving home on Lewvan after my day of broadcasting in Assiniboia, I saw something I see from time to time that really disturbs me. There was a small truck driving in front of me with a German Sheppard riding in the back of the truck! The dog, impervious to the obvious danger, was having a ball. The danger should have been quite obvious to the driver.
I use to see this a lot, but very seldom do I run across it anymore, and I’m very happy to be able to say that.
This dog was running around the back of the truck, then would stand up and put it’s paws up on the edge of the truck bed. Although the guy was doing the allotted 70 km/hr speed limit, it wouldn’t take more than a big bump in the road for the dog to slip off the edge of the truck and take a tumble on to the road. Who knows what would happen then?
I always have safety in mind when it comes to my dog and in my mind, not only is a dog riding in the back of a truck unsafe, it’s also a stupid thing to do.
The worst part of this is, as a kid, I vividly remember being allowed to ride in the back of a half ton! I was that dog! My friend and I would hop into the back of his dad’s pickup truck without even thinking twice. We had a ball. What was his dad thinking? And we weren’t the only ones. You’d see that everywhere. A lot of things have changed over the years since I was a kid and I’m glad that’s one of them.
I don’t know whether or not there is a law that stipulates dogs can’t ride in the back of a truck, but there should be!