Our good friends Kate and Will have a cute little Bichon-Frise named “Chance” Now I am not much of a “dog person” myself, canines really have to go out of their way to endear themselves to me. But I must admit, Chance is pretty cute; he looks a bit like a Muppet and I can’t help but crack a grin when I see his funny furry face and his uber-enthusiasm about everything and nothing in particular.
Our friends have a lovely yard which they thoroughly enjoy planting and pruning and arranging. And when the work is done they enjoy gazing at their yard in the evenings from the warmth and luxury of their spa (hot tub).
And whenever they work in their yard, Chance joins in, running around the big tree the then he makes bee-line for the spa, launching into the air and plopping down on its closed lid where he can watch his owners puttering in the yard.
Only on one particular day, a bit of spa maintenance was being included along with the general yard work, so the lid of the spa was left open. As usual, upon releasing Chance out, he commenced his routine of racing around the yard at full tilt. And, at the expected moment, Chance headed straight for his favorite viewing spot on top of the spa lid… launching himself airborne … except… Ker-plunk! Into the spa went the flying Muppet.
As Kate and Will tell it, they swear that the little guy’s face turned toward them in panic as he hovered ever-so-briefly at that brief point of trajectory where gravity again returns. The look on the face of a little dog about to give himself an impromptu bath – priceless!
Chance still likes to jump up on the spa lid and supervise his owner’s yard maintenance. However, Will tells me he now first gets up on his hind legs and checks if the lid is closed. Good dog.