The week of difficulty continues. Meanwhile, near the foodstore, a dog abandoned in a car climbs into the front seat, driver’s side and, for a while, waits patiently. Owner takes too long to return and so Pup begins to toot the horn. At first, it’s periodic and then more frequent and finally a sustained, interminable honking that doesn’t let up until Dad comes out from the store, harried and embarrassed to find a woman in hysterics perched on a Vespa, laughing at his dog.
