I was teaching violin lessons when suddenly the thunderous roar of hooves reverberated through the house. My student stopped playing and looked at me with wide eyes. Her mother stopped reading her book and looked at me, too. "What...is...that?" she asked.
I shrugged. "Just our pet horse getting a little exercise."
They both looked at me like I was nuts. "You have a horse?" the woman asked.
"Sure. Along with a pet cat, bird, frog, fish, and hermit crabs."
Two seconds later, we heard a giant splash.
"Now what?" the student asked.
"It sounds like our pet horse is taking a bath."
I kept right on playing while the student looked at me like I had some serious mental problem. (Okay, maybe I do, but that's another story.)
A few minutes later, the galloping resumed. It got closer and closer. Suddenly, an enormous wet creature charged into the room. His long, pink tongue flapped behind him. He skidded to a stop and gave himself a big shake - all over my student's mom.
I grinned. "Sorry about that. At least Schultz is clean!"
(In case you're a new follower, Schultz is our enormous 100 pound German Shepherd!)