Cooper, our Westy (no, no, no, West Highland Terrier)
(pic below is him in the window in the eastern sierras coming back from a SMB affair)
Road trip up from So Cal
short miles, but long trip, couple of stops, wife car sick, blah blah blah
Pulled into Rock Creek campground (think it was there0
Parked the rig to look at the creek for fishin' spots
After we got out i herd the distinct THUNK of the doors being locked
Cooper, had gotten up on the passenger door armrest to check us out
and locked the freaking door
We went back to tease him to get back up on the arm rest
to no avail, he jumped in back and went promptly to sleep!!
My rig is now locked tight, all camp windows locked for the drive
Long story short
Some guys where camping above us, had a cell phone
standing on the highest rock we could find, holding the phone up at arms lenght
using the speaker phone, we were able to call AAA
longish wait, nice guy, took less than 15 seconds with a slim jim
Lesson learned
bw