You know those stretchers that ambulances have? The legs fold up so the EMTs can easily move the patient from the floor to the stretcher. Then with a little lift the legs expand and the stretcher easily rolls to the vehicle whereupon the legs collapse again as the EMTs load it and off they go!
We need a dog crate like that. Miss D climbs in the crate from the living room. Mommy wheels it over to the car and then the legs fold up and the wheels lock as Mommy loads the crate into the car. And off we go!
Miss D gets a calm experience entering and exiting the car and Mommy doesn’t continually strain her back lifting a struggling Miss D into the car.
Did I mention Miss D does not enjoy car rides? She really doesn’t. Every time she realizes we’re going for a ride and not a walk, she runs as far away as she can. Then when Mommy finally catches up to her, Miss D sits down and turns herself into a 20 lb sack of potatoes. Awkward and heavy and not at all easy to lift. Getting Miss DÂ out of the car is worse. Because now she’s shoved her fat little butt as far down into the seat as she can. Miss D makes no effort at all to help. Quite the opposite.
So yes, who will make me a dog-crate-stretcher-on-wheels? I’ll buy it. I’m getting too old for this crap. OMD my back is killing me.
