My mate had a Jack Russell tied up in the back of his ute with a long rope and he went over a big bump and the dog fell out and was dragged along behind the ute for a few hundred metres and ground half it's foot away (literally). It eventually recovered from this and continued to hop around on three and three-quarter legs until it ran out on the road one day and was splattered by a passing motorist who didn't bother to stop.
I forgot to mention that his previous dog, also a Jack Russell met a similar fate but involved a kid on a BMX bike instead of a car. Hopefully they are in doggy heaven together.
You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving today. They left a little note on the windscreen. It said, 'Parking Fine.'So that was nice.