Not nice. Did you read lower down in the same thread...
"About 6 years ago, my wife and I had our Min-Pin, Tillie, in our Acura CL with us. I was driving, and Tillie was standing on my wife's lap with her head out the passenger window. I pulled in to park at McDonalds, and when I pulled the keys out of the ignition, I accidentally bumped the 'Arm' button on the alarm remote. The problem is, my alarm has the window interface, so when I armed it, it automatically rolled the window up - squishing Tillie's neck and throat in the process. I hear my wife scream and turn to see our pooch dangling by her neck from the top of the passenger door and flailing around like a flag in a hurricane. I stared in disbelief for a split-second - horrified at the cartoonish events that were unfolding right in front of my eyes. And before I can react, Tillie lets loose a squirty $hit that shoots, slow motion like, accross the cabin, plastering the front of my shirt pretty good. So here I am in the Micky Dees parking lot, covered in crap, fumbling with the keys, wifey screaming bloodly murder in the passenger seat, with a half decapitated dog sticking out the window, flopping around for dear life and shooting diarreha from her a$$ cannon in rapid fire succession. Somehow in all the confusion, I managed to get the keys back into the ignition and roll the window down. Released from her deathlock, she fell back and collapsed into the wife's lap, gasping for air. I never will forget the look on Tillie's face... her eyes popping out of her head and her tongue dangling listlessly to one side... her expression was a mix of 'Im alive!' and 'WTF just happened?' and 'I can has Cheezeburger now?'
Eventually Tillie caught her breath, and after a few minutes was back to her normal self. I think the cheesburger helped. My wife and I, however, have been tramatized for life..."
