Today we loaded everybody into the SUV and headed to the park. By everybody, I mean, my husband, my two kids, grandpa, myself, and Schultz, the big, goofy German Shepherd. My husband and I were in the front, the kids and grandpa were in the next row, and Schultz was in the back. He parked himself so that his ginormous head was just above my seven-year-old son's head. He must've figured he could fit there.
So we drove along, listening to the panting dog in the back, when my son commented, "Is it raining?"
I looked at the sky. "Um, no."
"But I'm getting wet!"
I looked back. Sure enough, a big pink tongue was hanging out, just above my son's head. "Dude, don't look up!"
"Why?" he asked as he looked up.
A drip of slobber landed right on the boy's nose. "Ewwww! Schultz!"
Dude, I love your dog!ReplyDelete
If my daughter wouldn't mind, I'd say you can have him. Warning: He's psychotic!Delete
Your dog reminds me of Marmaduke. :)
LOL. That's about right - just a little hairier.Delete
*LOL* Your dog is so funny!ReplyDelete
He's definitely a source of constant entertainment!Delete
LMAO nasty, but funny when it happens to someone else hahaReplyDelete
LOL. Glad it wasn't me!Delete
Must be the tamed Marley version. Drooling.ReplyDelete
Schultz sounds like a doggy who refuses to miss out on the action... he's all over the place! Cute!ReplyDelete
I've been rained on by animal spittle. I feel for the little guy.ReplyDelete
Ewww. I feel bad for you, too!Delete
Luckily my dog just gives kisses!ReplyDelete
You have a good dog!Delete