The dog days of summer
I'll tell you how.
This past week the chiclets and myself were driving home from school. Almost home, we were surprised/horrified to see Sir Charles wandering on the small country highway right before our road. I slammed on the brakes and immediately exited the car to grab Charles and put him in the backseat of the caddy. Not that there was much room in the backseat as it was The Deerslayer's turn to ride back there, but we were determined to take him back to the house.
As I try to grab Charles he becomes a little nervous. Hence, he then flattened himself on the asphalt like a pancake. I, the loving dog owner, then bent my poor body into all kinds of positions trying to scrape the nervous dog off the pavement. Although skinny, he is not a lightweight.
As I am doing this my neighbor pulls up behind our car, but does not get too close. He then gets to watch as I finally pick up the dog and try to cram him in the car.....as the dog then does a little sprinkle all over the place.
Later that evening I happened to run into said neighbor at a small town function. He laughed while asking if I had fun wrestling the dog. I have no doubt that he would have put that spectacle on Youtube, if he could.