I pulled into a crowded parking lot and rolled down the car windows to
make sure my Labrador Retriever had fresh air. She was stretched out on
the back seat, and I wanted to impress upon her that she must remain
there. I walked to the curb backward, pointing my finger at the car and
saying emphatically, "Now you stay. Do you hear me? Stay!"
The driver of a nearby car gave me a startled look. "I don't know about
you, lady," he said incredulously. "But I usually just put my car in park."