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A large dog works well too when dealing with the boarder patrol. This was twenty years ago when it was much safer to go to Mexico. I had taken my part rot mut, think the other part was great dane. He usually hit the vet scales at 120#, and the vets never considered a diet for him. I had a rig set up in the back of my truck to where he could reach the sides and hang his tung in the wind but not get close enough to go over. My wife and I were coming back from a visit with her family. There was the normal four or five officers standing around and a couple with dogs. The one walks up to my window and starts to ask questions. Bear was snuggled between the luggage in the bed snoozing like he usually did on long rides. The two officers with dogs are getting dragged over to the truck by their K9's, their dogs smell Bear and want to check things out, I suspect. The two officers are looking at each other and I bet they had bust on their mind. They get their dogs somewhat under control and both lead them to the front, one walks left one walks right and they proceed to walk their dogs down the sides of my truck. I realize Bear is not visible and they probably have no clue he is there and how large he is. Just as I start to warn the officer at my window about my dog, he starts to wake up and pokes his head up from the bags in the bed. The officers dogs both hear him moving and really want to meet him. All three officers around my truck see Bear at the same time and the one at my window exclaims "Holy Crap!" Both handlers start yelling to him "GET HIM OUT OF HERE NOW!" Bear is getting excited that other dogs want to meet him and is jumping back and forth with excitement and barking his massive greeting. The officer throws my ID back at me and tells me to leave now. Both the officers with the dogs are straining on their leashes to restrain their dogs. Bear has really got the truck rocking at this point as I put it in first and start to leave. A couple miles down the road as my wife and I digest what all just happened, we turned to each other and burst out in laughter. Bear is still facing backwards wanting to meet his new buddies.
Lesson learned on that trip, announce the presence of my dog before their dogs notice, to avoid problems on both ends.