Banks-The Spoilers

It isn't enough that banks have ruined things for many people. Now, a bank has ruined a dachshund named Homer, at least as far as traveling goes.

Dianne, traveling and tent camping with her 12-year-old grandson, Cory, said Homer used to be the quietest of travelers. He would get in the car, curl up on the seat, and go to sleep. Then Dianne started taking Homer along on visits to the bank. Tellers at the drive-in window handed out treats, and Homer grew used to it.

Now when they travel, Homer stands, front feet on the car window, keeping watch for a bank. Though Dianne is driving a route empty of civilization, Homer keeps vigil. He hopes for a bank amid vast desert and towering rocks, and believes that when he spots it, a delicious treat will await him.

“It's not fun to take him anymore,” Cory said. “We just wished he'd relax.”