My Dog Sold My Truck! đ±đđ¶
    Okay, so I didnât think this was even possible, but somehow⊠my dog sold my truck. Yes, you read that right. One day I had a shiny blue pickup. The next? Gone. And all signs point to my four-legged âbest friend,â Baxter. It started like a normal Saturday. I was inside editing a video while Baxter was outside âguardingâ the yard, which usually means sunbathing with his tongue hanging out. I had left the tailgate down while organizing tools earlierâand left the keys in the cup holder. Big mistake.
A little while later, I heard a manâs voice at the front door:
âHey, I just bought this truck from the dog out back?â
I laughed. Thought it was a joke. He held up a Venmo receipt titled âDOG TRUCK DEAL đŸâ for $2,000. I ran to the yard. No Baxter. No truck. Just tire marks in the driveway and one of Baxterâs paw prints on the tailgate.
Apparently, while I wasnât looking, Baxter had been charming a passerby with his wagging tail and friendly bark. The guy assumed Baxter was up for adoption or that someone was holding a dog-and-truck garage sale. According to him, Baxter ânoddedâ when he asked if the truck was for sale. I guess that was enough proof.
Still in shock, I tracked my truck via GPS. We got it back (donât worry!), and the buyerâonce he stopped laughingâwas very understanding. But Baxter? He hasnât stopped smiling since.
I think he wanted that truck gone. Probably so he could ride shotgun in my newer car with heated seats.