Anyway, his little incident reminded me of one of my own that was quite similar. I was about six, I think. It was my birthday...or perhaps a bluebird meeting...at my house. I was in the back yard with oodles of other kids, and we were playing on my new swing/monkey bars/jungle gym thingie. As a kid I LOVED jumping off of high objects. The roof was my favorite. I even tried doing it while holding an umbrella, many more times than my parents would ever guess. Anyway, this day I decided to be super cool and jump off the top of the monkey bars. I remember standing up, looking below me, and taking that familiar leap...until something went wrong, terribly wrong. Instead of finding myself on my feet and running on to the next silly thing, I found myself looking at the world, and it was upside-down! Or, rather, I was! You see, the hem of my dress had caught on the bolt atop the monkey bars, and there I was, dangling, my underwear exposed for all the world to see! Well, at least for about ten or so kids to see. Oh, the humiliation.
Here's hoping that none of Pug's friends were around to watch his failed leap. That would have made it so much worse, I'm sure.
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