I use to work as the Marketing Director of a large summer music/art festival and was walking the sidewalk of the art area with my DH and came across a large dog curled up on the floor of a car. The windows were up and it was about 80+ degrees out. I rapped on the window hard a few times but the dog didn't move. I called the police and they came and started to open the locked door. Just as we got it opened the people came back and were furious with me
saying they weren't gone that long and saying the dog was just fine. They took time to yell at me instead of checking the condition of their dog
The poor thing could hardly lift his head at this point. Good thing the police were there! He got in touch with animal control as he was going to, as he put it, "relieve them of the responsibility" of having a dog. Poor thing was so dehydrated he could hardly move. I hope he found a good home.