Hi guys 
Have you ever known a boss to allow a pet out with you tramping?
Possible, but unusual.
Probably not a larger company.
Apart from other drivers using the same cab later on, there are issues taking animals into client’s premises.
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Years ago it used to happen, but nowadays it’s definitely not allowed at a food or drinks factory or RDC for a delivery.
I used to take my German Shepherd, it was a nightmare with the fine white skin dust that got everywhere in the cab, the hairs, and so on.
I would see smaller dogs when trampling on the continent in the cabs of foreign lorries.
Then it’s the security guards to deal with if they see the dog when arriving at a customers property.
Cheers. This is UK ports and a little cat. Used to live in my camper with him. Might not be that great for him in car parks anyway 
I didn’t want any one’s pets anywhere near my lorry, my food in restaurants, my drink in pubs or even on the beach. The self-entitled pet brigade have a totally unrealistic and over-inflated view of their imagined ‘rights’ to impose their domestic wildlife on the rest of the community at large.
UK ports are quite strict, when I was on containers it was a fully scrutinised inspection of the cab and years ago they would wipe the cab to check for explosives, not sure if they still do enhanced security anymore.
So even hiding the cat in a carrier to place under the duvet until they have finished doing their checks could be a problem.
Doubt big companys will allow it.
I worked for a small company 6 trucks dedicated own truck and fella there used take his dog with him.
All depends on who you work for always best to ask and not just turn up expecting to take it.
Plus depends where your going to these days with h&s etc lots places might not let you in with a dog
I took my Greyhound, Lira, once on a short Saturday morning outing. The Boss never saw us but there was a problem, famously protective of their legs which in the wild would be their advantage over prey, she was too nervous to allow me to lift her down from the high Magnum.
I solved it by pulling the cab very close to the only flat trailer on the fleet (in 3 years I never saw it used) and inviting her to walk across onto it, then down to the tail where my outstretched arms were much closer to her and I lifted her down.
I later spoke to a mate who drove a little 4 wheeler on local work and he said that he used to take his little Terrier with him 'till the Boss saw it and put a stop to it. I often see my Boss, now like me long retired, in the village and he always has a small terrier with him, but not in a wagon. 
It’s a shame dogs aren’t allowed as they are brilliant companions in the day and you get plenty of exercise.
A Patterdale or Jack Russell was the ideal cab mutt as have wiry fur that doesn’t drop out so much.
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Yes indeed, on a recent rare overnight outing for me, I took my little English Setter for a night out at Ymonville before collecting a dog next morning at Chartres. I had thought about taking the Beauceron, Jules as well, but he is big and hairy and loves every living thing so left him at the ultimate destination, a kennels near to home.
Bad move, I discovered to my cost that sweet little Galys cannot bear to be alone and panicked while I was in the routier eating my dinner, doing some minor damage, then woke me constantly during the night by shaking, scatching and rocking the caravan back and forth.
Never again, if there is a next time she will stay with her friend Jules at Sharon’s.
BTW for those interested in the Relais de Beauce, we were talking about it before I went, no, it is not as good as it was. Bar staff were surly and unsmiling, preferring to wash up rather than deliver a fresh coffee to a patiently waiting driver (it was already made and getting cold) and when I turned to join the long tables in my allotted place what did I see? An apparition of the joke English transport caff with 13 tables and when the 13th driver arrived, was full. 
I kid you not one driver at each small table, I rebelled and sat at an occupied one, politely asking and getting permission first, but that bloke had almost finished and soon disappeared without another word.
Fortunately, a young 24 year old driver arrived, asked the occupant of a neighbouring table and got a stone faced stare for his trouble, so turned away and joined me instead. What ensued was a pleasant 2 hour conversation over our meal, a trip back to the old days, but with a young newbie. 
BTW the bloke who rejected him passed our table and muttered something unintelligable on his way out. 
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