I have a leaving for work routine. I come outside, throw my junk in the car, Bear comes bounding up and wags his whole body and picks up a stick or a toy and plays keepaway as I walk to open the gate. Then he has to go sit on the porch while I drive through the gate. When I get out of the car to close the gate behind me he runs to the gate so I can give him a last pat good-bye. Today he ignored the routine and kept sniffing at my front tire and was trying to stick his nose all the way up in the wheel well. He was clearly obsessed with something inside the car. I opened up the hood so he could get a better look:
He thinks I need an oil change and that I need to replace the burnt out headlight.
Actually, I think a lizard must have crawled up inside. He's obsessed with all the lizards running around the yard at the moment.