Dee! I don't know if you already write for a living, but if you don't, consider it as your destiny....you just penned an epic little essay on the mean dog vs. the SA as a close companion. At the least, you should print off your posts. They contain so much good stuff. Had I found a book at any bookstore that spelled out what you say here on SI, back when I was breaking up with XBF #___ and seeking some guidelines, my life would have taken a better turn.
Well, ladies, on the dog theme still....here's a weird sort of "comedy" break: a true story from this afternoon that involves my dear old dog, my SAWH and my own endless struggle with having a nice space!
Last month, SAWH found a real bargain truck (after he paid off his credit cards and is saving his cash for whatever). A regional wrecking yard had it online, we drove down to see it, and he bought a partly-wrecked 2014 one ton pickup truck for less than half its retail value. He's been like a kid in a candy store with his "new" truck, working hard to fix it up. When he's finished fixing it, it can serve as his company truck AND could easily pull that RV. (My 1/2 ton truck is having engine issues just since we got the RV and installed the fancy 5th wheel hitch in the truck's bed, wouldn't you know. Seems like it took one look at that 5,000 lb. trailer and started misfiring! Hadn't had a problem with it in the previous year!)
So on Saturday, he helped me with my sunporch floor by screwing the plywood to the floor joists. In return, I offered to help "detail" the interior of his new truck. It had been a construction company truck, so nobody had cleaned it; I got it cleaned up like new! (Both our old trucks are 16 years old; their front seats soon got torn up from sun damage, age, big guy suspenders always scratching the material, not to mention the worst offender - dog toenails!)
So then, fast forward to today: less than 48 hours after my detailing job, I have to push 70 lb. Mr. K out of the passenger seat he prefers to sit in, because every morning he gets to ride with his Dad to the nearby country store for coffee, and he sometimes gets a breakfast crust; it's is a ritual for the both of them. Mr. K thinks the front seat is also best for his old bones, as the new truck has 9 inches less room in the back seat area than the other trucks have.
So today we're rolling down the road with my dear dog's white-muzzled head resting on....the column shifter stick?! His Daddy allows this. Dog's nose lines up perfectly with the air vent so he can get some fresh air, you see. He did look very content..his bony elbows were digging into the flat top of the bench seat console, and his huge front paw toenails/claws had curved over the front of the console, for extra grip, I suppose. His hind legs were solidly planted on the back seat floor. He was #2 co-pilot! Didn't even want Mommy to sit in the front of what he clearly has decided is his new truck. I had to ask and cajole him to move, after we got out and back to the truck from having lunch!
I took a closer look and noticed toenail scratch marks all along the soft edge of that newly-restored vinyl console I was so pleased with, and my heart just sank. They weren't there on Saturday. I realize this truck will very soon look like all the other ones - ratty and rednecky. Ack! I tried to pick up the big dog's paws, and he deliberately put them right back where he had them. He wasn't gonna budge! Daddy didn't care, obviously... I thought about a cushion to cover the console, but there goes the cup holders and the storage bin access, if we did that. Dog booties? His wolf-like front paws are so elongated, the big dog booties we bought don't fit his feet.
NOT my truck, so "Let it go," right??
(I know the risks about dogs riding shotgun in vehicles...I never permit this when on the highway or traveling, just on nearby country roads; I always have my arm ready to throw over him. The girl shepherd isn't allowed to do this at all, as she's too small to keep her body weight behind the front seat, but this guy is so long in the back...and sooo spoiled....)