I recently realized that if the peeps, one or the other or both, are getting ready to go in the CAR, I can make it virtually impossible to get left behind.
Now I came upon this accidentally, as these things usually happen. In the past I would just use The Follow. You know the one, where you shadow them every step and just hope they’ll give in. Then, to The Follow, I added The Look. That look only a dog can give, the “I’m helpless, poor me, don’t you love me any more?” look. That got me MORE rides.
I’m bringing out the big guns. No more messing around, no pussy footing (no offense meant to all the cats out there reading my blog), No More Mr. Nice Guy (tossin’ a thanks to Alice Cooper for that one). This is the real deal, and oh, how it works!
I still use The Follow and The Look, but to this arsenal I’ve added The Whimper. This isn’t just any whimper. I Follow, Look, and just as they walk past me and I’m in their tailights (so to speak), I give the slightest, weakest little Whimper. Just kind of a squeak, really. After all, I’m just so devestated and depressed, I can barely eke it out.
BINGO!!! PAYDAY!!! I am the winner of the power-ball ride lottery!!! Someone will always say, “Oh, my, can’t the dogs go? He’s upset.” HAHAHA!!!!
And I am IN- the car, of course. So take a lesson from a pro, you guys and gals. Work those peeps and it will work for you!