That's why the greatest, most exciting moment in the life of a dog is the front seat of your car. You and him in the front seat. It's the only place where your head and his are on the exact same level. He sits up there, he thinks, "This is more like it. you and me together, this is the way it should be." He looks out the front. "What's he looking at? He's a dog. What are you going to make— a right or a left? I don't even know where I am."
They have a hard time. They stand up, they sit down, they can't handle the turn either way. No matter which way you turn, he's not ready. They don't know what to do. And then comes the great moment of frustration. You stop someplace and get something to eat. This kills him. You get a hamburger, this blows his mind. "Instant food whenever you want it?" You know what this means to him? You ever see the look on his face? He looks over at you. "How'd you get that? Are they giving it to everybody now? You think I could get one?" They can't get anything.