A funny thing happened on the way to the motel

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It's been a horrible month, and I am in a deep funk, so I decided to share a funny story about my rottie, Kitty. She's been gone for 4 years, but this story never fails to make me laugh! I make and sell teddy bears, and Mom bought a van both for hauling my stock and supplies but also for the two Rottweillers we owned. The dogs had bushed the screens out of the windows by the couch, which we permanently had positioned so that it was a bed. The dogs would lay on the couch with their heads out the windows and lived the life of Riley! It was just a day before a show I had scheduled and we had gone to a nearby mall to do some shopping (our second hobby). We got back to the van and my Rottweiller, Kitty was huffing and puffing letting me know that she needed to go OUT!!! I told Mom that we needed to let Kitty out to go to the bathroom, and Mom replied "She can wait the five minutes until we get back to the motel". Kitty was huffing and puffing harder when we neared the street that connected with the street leading to our motel. I again advised Mom that Kitty REALLY needed to go. I again got the reply that the dog could wait. At that point, Kitty repositioned herself so that her butt was up against the window on the passenger's side of the van. She kept huffing, puffing and panting when we got to the stop light. We were in the left hand lane to make a left turn, and in the right hand lane a beautiful brand new white Mercedes convertible pulled up beside the window by the couch. I couldn't believe what I saw when I glanced at the rear view mirror on my side of the van...The man was happily sitting behind the wheel of his brand new car (it didn't even have plates on it yet), with the radio on playing the local oldies station...suddenly I saw a stream of greenish brown liquid emit from the window by the couch in our van. In seconds the Mercedes was covered from hood to trunk in greenish brown poop!!! It was the consistency of Hershey's syrup. It covered everything including the gentleman, the upholstry, the hood, door, trunk, wheels, steering wheel--EVERYTHING!!!! The man sat in the driver's seat, and looked up into the tree looking for the bird that pooped on his car. (Uhhhh, a bird that could poop that big a mess is long extinct!!!) I told Mom to punch it and get out of there in a hurry (for once in her life she didn't ask why, she just did it!) When we got away from the scene she did ask and I had to tell her that Kitty pooped on a Mercedes! We did look for the man, but didn't find him.......... I get the giggles thinking on occasion about the man taking the vehicle in to get it cleaned up and explaining that a bird pooped on his car! Kitty is long gone, but that is one of the best memories that I carry from that sweet little girl. Mom did learn that if I tell her that the dogs needed to go to the bathroom that we had better take care of the situation!