A bunny ran across the street right in front of me and even though I wasn't going very fast, I had to hit the brakes to avoid hurting the bunny.
That motion caused Bella's bed to move forward a little in the bed of our car.
I stopped the car to make sure she was all right and she was not happy with me.
Her expression said it all.
"Wanna slow down up there? Precious cargo in the back! Sheesh!"
