This is yet another video of Romney lying, here is the truth of how shaken up and abused the dog was.
As the oldest son, Tagg Romney commandeered the way-back of the wagon, keeping his eyes fixed out the rear window, where he glimpsed the first sign of trouble. ‘’Dad!’’ he yelled. ‘’Gross!’’ A brown liquid was dripping down the back window, payback from an Irish setter who’d been riding on the roof in the wind for hours.
As the rest of the boys joined in the howls of disgust, Romney coolly pulled off the highway and into a service station. There, he borrowed a hose, washed down Seamus and the car, then hopped back onto the highway. It was a tiny preview of a trait he would grow famous for in business: emotion-free crisis management.
http://www.boston.com/news/politics/2008/specials/romney/articles/part4_main/?page=1
“Some day I hope to become the man my dog thinks I am.”
Romney? That +@* of a #!#*% lashed me to the roof of the car, and he knew I didn’t feel well. Oh yeah, they were all inside.
And he was driving on the interstate, 70 mph. I was terrified and that b*!+&#d knew it too!
So the oldest one starts screaming when I can’t hold it any longer and what does he do? Pulls over, hoses me down and the car and then gets back on the interstate.
`Seamus’ the Irish Setter