I just realized I never said what happened to the lost keys and the dog locked in the truck...
Dad got the spare key, a better flashlight, and his metal detector. I brought him back to my place, ready to free Molly from the locked truck and find the keys that were lost. He opened the door and lo-and-behold there are the missing keys. He thinks they must have fallen out of his pocket when he put Molly in the truck and she sat or stood on them locking her in and them out. LOL. guess Molly wanted to stay at my house a bit longer.
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