There's always one Wesley in the group.
Even when you're a dog, being packed into the back of a minivan with four other dogs can't be a very pleasant ride. For that matter, being packed into the back of a minivan with four of anything would be a pain in the ass. That's why you'd expect most dogs to fly out of this car like it was on fire and "Let It Go" was coming through the speakers.
So it's pretty impressive to see this pack file out of the car on command when their name is called. It would've been perfect formation, if it weren't for Wesley the Basset Hound standing at the edge of the bumper like he was on a high dive about to attempt a Triple Lindy.
To be fair, when your legs are only 3-inches long, any jump is probably a difficult jump.
(by Jonathan Corbett)