It could only happen here!

It could only happen here! J came into the Tap and ordered a pint. "Where's the dog?" someone asked. "She's locked herself in the car!" he said. Turns out that B, a rescued whippet, had been whining, so J decided to leave for a bit outside. While bouncing around the front seat of the van, the daft dog managed to lock the drivers door with her paw, the keys still inside. J enjoyed his pint, while we all watched the canine silouette bounce around the van. We discussed what to do. We decided the RSPCA would be the ones to call; they'd turn out for a dog; AA wouldn't come if you told them your missus was inside.

J called Green Flag, who came half an hour later. J walked out to see them, pint in hand. They opened the door and released the dog. J thanked them. "You're not planning on driving home, sir?" said the guy. "Of course not!" said J, who lives five miles from town out in the wilds. We all adjourned back inside and bought the dog some scratchings.