I spend two hours a day on the road just getting back & forth to work. I see probably a hundred other drivers going each way. If your like me you've noticed that so few of them are in a good mood....
So ten years ago I started putting plywood dogs in the back of my pickup truck. Now I see a lot of smiles, and get waves from people who would normally just frown as they drive by.
All of the dogs have had names, usually the names have something to do with what it took to make them. Ther was, "Splinter", "Sandy".. and now I introduce the latest dog, who because of a large hole in the plywood.. is named, "Putty".

Each dog last two years at most. The elements are not always kind at 65 (+) MPH.
And as winter comes I take the dogs out... I don't want the SPCPA (the Society to Prevent Cruelty to Plywood Animals) comming after me.
Some strange things have happened to my wooden pooches, the guys at work have had a ball seeing what they can come up with. They have tied dead birds & other animals to the dogs mouth... and on one occasion I came out to find that the dog in my truck was suddenly sporting more wood than I had originally made him with.
Take care guys.. and take the time to smile!