This is Bud again, the second I opened the door he hopped in, sniffed the glove box for a bit then stared at me. Like I am supposed to make this rusted out monstrosity move!

The floor is gone, the frame has long since settled, doors don't quite shut, and the engine is a block of rust, and rats.
Silly puppy, I left him there, he was very content, hopped into the back seat and laid down for my return, which was a minute later because the big fat dog wouldn't get out of the car.