We went to see "The Blob" at a drive-in theater. Early in the film my sister got hysterical because the blob was about to absorb a small dog. She got so upset that my parents started the car up and we got the hell out of Dodge. We incurred the wrath of other customers as out headlights swept across the screen.
Years later I saw the movie and found out that the dog wasn't harmed at all. I've hated Scotties since then.