I was leaving work, sitting in my car waiting for traffic to clear so I could pull out into the road. As car after car went by, a large pickup truck caught my eye. A man was driving but it was the passenger’s side that I noticed. There was a large dog in the seat wearing a large cone that you get when you have been to the vet’s office. The dog appeared to be happy, almost smiling. As I looked closer, I could barely see a woman in the half seat, twisted sideways, barely able to fit in the small space behind the passenger’s seat. Poor dog had a tough morning but he got to sit up front in her seat going home. It made me smile.