Bring on the dog then I said, was told ok, but if the dog gets to happy, it’s too bad about any potential damage.
Nice right? Do what we want or your car gets trashed basically.
Out comes the dog, a male German Shepard, who don’t give two shits about my car. And anybody with a brain could tell he was just happy to get some fresh air and chase some squirrels.
So of course the LEO says the dog likes my car, and now comes the fun.
They didn’t give two shits about the guns, they just wanted to search for narcotics.
I complain about the TSA’s abuse of the 4th Amendment, but they’re hardly the first ones on the scene, the “War on Drugs” scuttled our right to not be searched without probable cause.
Po-Po decided that Cemetery must be smuggling drugs…or they have a quote to meet and Cemetery’s number was up, hook-or-by-crook.
He’s as upstanding as the next guy, but the cops say “The Dog Likes Your Car”. I suspect the dog likes and dislikes any car they see fit.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: There would be a world of problems if you could buy heroin at the local drug store with no more hassle than buying a pack of smokes, or a bottle of booze…but I don’t think it would be worse than the problems caused by the “War on Drugs”.