The Milkshake

I took Zoey (courtney's dog) with me today to run an errand. she likes to get out of the house and look out the window as i drive. normally she is pretty good, today she wasn't. The following is the last time anyone has seen zoey alive...
Chickfila is awesome, we all know that, but what you might not have known is that at christmas they have the best peppermint milkshakes around. My lady has been dreaming of them since we saw the commerical a week ago. So i figure, i would earn some bonus points with her and swing by and pick her up one so she could have it when she gets home from work. i get one too, clear win/win situation. sounds like a good idea right, well wrong... The shakes were given to me in one of those cup holders, you know the ones, the little brown paper 4 cup holders that suck. Hesitantly i put the shakes on the car seat next to me, then decided that it would be tempting for little zoey not to try to take a sip so i put them on the floor board carefully wedge next to my computer bag. Driving off all i could think about was how bad i wanted that damn milkshake and how excited court would be when she gets hers. but no... driving down 18th st, zoey decided that the creamy, milkly, pepperminty goodness was simply just too much for her to handle. Zoey needed them, zoey wanted them,... zoey jumped on top of them. This clear act of defiance and bravery created a cataclismic event. the shakes literally blew up on landing, two shakes, one terrified 7 lb dog, one ibm thinkpad, one 2008 maxima and one big helpless dude... priceless? no this has a price, a high price i might add. i pulled over and grabbed the shakes at the same time but the damage had been done. shake everywhere... floor mats, 4 dog legs and a face, passenger seat, interior of door, the computer bag, shake even on the shifter. so i drive home because not much i could do at that point and spend the next 30 minutes cleaning my car and dog. i didn't even get a slip of that milkshake.