Yeah. Romney is the one who strapped a dog to the roof of his car and drove hundreds of miles while the dog freaked out. He used to tell the story all the time, for laughs, as I’m sure people listened to him with an insincere smile pasted on their faces waiting for him to finish. <\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
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Yeah. Romney is the one who strapped a dog to the roof of his car and drove hundreds of miles while the dog freaked out. He used to tell the story all the time, for laughs, as I’m sure people listened to him with an insincere smile pasted on their faces waiting for him to … Continue reading Do you hate dogs? Then Romney is your candidate!<\/span>