So by now you know Puddles had an extremely loud piercing bark. He was half beagle. Riding in a car or truck with him was painful, he had to have the window down and barked at everything we passed. Dad had a blue Ford pickup with a toolbox up near the cab. When Puddles rode in the truck, he stood on the toolbox with his head sticking around the cab barking in the window. Everywhere that truck went, Puddles would soon be there.
One day Tom sold his truck to another fellow. Puddles went to that truck. The next morning the guy was trying to go to work and Puddles wouldn't let him get near it. The guy ended up calling Dad to come and get the dog. For a week that dog did not let the guy drive his own truck because he was protecting it for Dad.
I also told you how he would bark to stop traffic...it wasn't limited to cars either. When a train would come through town and Dad had to stop while it passed, Puddles would run up and bark at the train until it was gone. He would bark in circles in the middle of intersections or by the trains attempting to make everyone stop so Dad could go on...and he would follow in chase. Anyway one particular time he got too close to the train and got his nose clipped by a step hanging down from the train. It knocked him in circles down into the ditch. We thought he was dead. Dad went over to pick him up and miraculously his nose was knocked sideways but he was still alive. After another trip to the vet, we took him home and put him on the well platform under a huge maple tree. He laid there for 3 weeks hardly moving except to drink out of our hands. He was tough though and he got better and went back to doing the same old things everytime....except he kept more distance between himself and trains!