Little doggie in a car

Boston bull terrier. In the early 1950s, my grandparents had one of these named Jocko. He was mean and would chase us around the house, even bite us. Nobody did a lot of fussing over that kind of thing, then, as long as no one bled. It was up to the kids to stay out of his way. I suspect the grownups found this a little bit entertaining.