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Police in Dubuque, Iowa, responded to an unusual call this week: reports of a zebra and a parrot in the front seat of a truck parked outside a bar. The striped animal and his fine feathered friend were there to keep their owner company, but were not allowed in the bar.

Jerald Reiter, 55, told police the zebra and maccaw parrot enjoy going for rides in his truck, so he brought them to the bar, which he says usually allows animals inside

Bar owners replied that no animals are ever allowed inside. They were told because food was being served, the animals would not be allowed inside.

When officers arrived on the scene, they stopped Reiter in the parking as he was driving his truck away. Field sobriety tests found he had a blood alcohol level of .14, nearly twice the legal limit, according to police. Reiter disputed the drunk driving charge, saying he realized he was too drunk to drive, and was about to let a passenger take the wheel when he was arrested.

So this brings up the question that I have for you all :
Do you travel with your pets?

Our one bengal hates when we go on the highway, but she loves the smell of Starbucks. Our orange cat enjoys sitting in the back of the SUV, & sometimes puts his paws over the back seat & stands on his hind legs. This article got me thinking about other traveling animals...

[dorknexus]

my dog loves to travel around in my truck and hang her head out the window. my cat pisses everywhere and complains.

[jimblumberg]

Sure here is a picture of one of our road trips

[BenignDesign]

My lab LOVES the car. She attempts to go off with random strangers... if your car door is open and she is in the vicinity, she will try to hitch a ride with you.

My shepherd gets car sick. Last trip we took, she barfed all over my purse, a suitcase, and one of the kids.

[modi123_1]

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Last trip we took, she barfed all over my purse, a suitcase, and one of the kids.

Kids.. there to prevent the dog barf from getting to the fine all leather cow interior.

[Craig328]

no2pencil, on 22 May 2012 - 11:08 PM, said:

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Jerald Reiter, 55, told police the zebra and maccaw parrot enjoy going for rides in his truck, so he brought them to the bar...

...he had a blood alcohol level of .14, nearly twice the legal limit, according to police. Reiter disputed the drunk driving charge, saying he realized he was too drunk to drive, and was about to let a passenger take the wheel when he was arrested.

I don't know about ya'll but I'd have liked the police to have given this fella a little more slack cause hey: driving zebra/parrot. Wonder which one he had in mind?

[BenignDesign]

It would have to be the zebra. The parrot can't reach the pedals.

[modi123_1]

This needed photos... here's the perp and his sketchy friends..

Reiter:



pet zebra (left) and macaw (center):



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[Craig328]

BenignDesign, on 23 May 2012 - 11:13 AM, said:

It would have to be the zebra. The parrot can't reach the pedals.

Nuh uh.

[baavgai]

I have cats. They go for car rides in small boxes to and from the vet. It's unlikely they'd consider this a recreational experience.

I once had a cat that liked to sleep in the car. While driving to the store the bugger woke up and put his paw on my shoulder. I nearly jumped out of my skin and we were both nearly road kill. He happily wandered around, underfoot, between me and the wheel, breaks, etc. I always checked the car after that.

[Craig328]

Slightly appropriate plus it's one of my fave comics ever:

[h4nnib4l]

Yeah, cats are entirely too ninja-like for me. I can hear my dog coming from across the house, and the mandatory post-nap shake will always alert you to their presence before they come looking for attention. I don't need a pet that can sneak up and scare the shit out of me.

[BenignDesign]

I love cats and dogs. It just happens that I'm allergic to the cats.

[Craig328]

Why have a pet like a cat? People who own cats give them names...as if they'll ever actually acknowledge they've been thusly labeled. Does your cat have a name? Really? Why? Does it come when you call it? Can you think of another animal who has so mastered the look of disdain when verbally summoned to appear by a human being? Of course you can't.

Cats are notorious for being "finicky". Cats will turn their nose up at a $3 can of some catfood made from hand-selected delicacies from far away oceans as though the bouquet wasn't up to their feline standards...and then moments later, hoist a leg into the air and start tonguing their own anus. Later, they'll go out and tear open your neighbor's trash to get at the delightfully mouldering morsels of cat-approved rotting offal goodness therein.

Being a pet, like a dog, they're expected to reside indoors at least some of the time. This means, for some inexplicable reason, that you must acquire a suitably sized box, fill it partially with some variety of inorganic aggregate you must especially purchase from the store...and then encourage and allow them to shit in it. Shitting. Indoors. In a box. Which, you MUST (because the olfactory consequences of NOT doing so aren't to be contemplated) sift through, at least once per day, and remove their buried turds and hardened uric output (if you've gone to the additional expense to get specially treated aggregate that performs such renal-related miracles). However, some smart cat owners allow their delightful cat pets outdoors...where they will presumably urinate and defecate in less odious circumstances as long as by "less odious" you really mean "holes dug in their neighbors' lawns/yards/flowerbeds/childrens' sandboxes". This ensures that even if they don't own a cat, a cat owner's neighbors join in the delight of being in the effective radius of such a magnificent and delightful pet.

Cats are especially loving...as long as it is on their terms. Are you reading/eating/watching/television/having secksy time with some previously-unaware-that-you-ownare-incarcerated-with-a-cat consenting adult? Oh well, perfect time to pet the cat and the cat will immediately insist upon you doing just that regardless of your previously engaged in cat-free activity. If you're particularly lucky, they'll promptly turn about, facing away from you so that you may 1./ scratch their ass and 2./ marvel at their ridiculously spit-cleaned anus. Tails on pretty much every other of God's creatures hang down to demurely obscure visual inspection of the animal's turd cutter. Not so with cats. There likely isn't another animal in all of Creation that parades about, proudly and insistently showing the world the magnificence of their butthole like a cat does. Cats are proud of their poopers.

That's why the man had a zebra and a parrot. Nobody, not even drunk off their asses, should ever WANT to own a cat.

[h4nnib4l]

Feel better Craig?