My dogs trade a minivan for a Camaro

My Dogs Trade a Minivan for a Camaro 🐶🐶

I left the keys on the counter for two seconds. TWO. SECONDS. And that’s all it took for my dogs—Max and Toby—to change our lives forever. Okay, maybe not forever. But at least until I figure out how to explain to my insurance company why my minivan is missing and there’s a Camaro in the driveway.

It all started like any other Tuesday. I was running late for work, juggling coffee, phone calls, and two very hyper dogs. Max, the Golden Retriever with the confidence of a car salesman, was pacing by the door. Toby, the fluffy little mix with the brains of a mastermind, sat quietly by the keys. Suspiciously quietly.

After grabbing my bag, I heard the beep beep of my van unlocking—without me touching a button. I looked up just in time to see both dogs, tails wagging, jumping into the front seat. “Nope! Not today!” I yelled, running out. But by the time I got to the driveway… they were gone.

I stood there, completely stunned. My dogs had stolen my minivan.

About an hour later, I got a call from a very confused dealership manager. “Uh, ma’am? We have your van here… and your dogs. And somehow… they left in a Camaro?”

Apparently, the dealership was doing a promotional trade-in event, and—brace yourself—Max and Toby “traded” my van for a cherry red Camaro convertible. No idea how, but they drove (or at least coasted) onto the lot, wagged their tails, and hopped out like they knew exactly what they were doing.

According to the staff, they charmed everyone in the building. Treats were given. Photos were taken. Paperwork? Somehow filed. And before anyone realized this wasn’t some viral dog influencer prank, the boys were already buckled into the Camaro, waiting for someone to start the engine.

By the time I got there, Max was in the driver’s seat with sunglasses on. Toby had the passenger window down, enjoying the breeze. I should have been mad. But honestly? They looked good.

So yes—my dogs traded our minivan for a Camaro. And while they’re not allowed near car keys anymore, I won’t lie… that ride home with the top down? Best drive of my life.