Here's something I bet you didn't know about my dopey brother.
He gets to ride in the car to run errands all the time and I almost never do. Why? Because sitting in the back of the car like some big old bag of cement is one of the few "activities" that actually excites him enough to get out of bed.
Plus, he completely hogs the back and if I try to ride with him he forces me into the corner as if I have cooties or something. Not fun. Subsequently, I don't always get to go on fun socializing adventures because whenever the car keys come out HE goes all cute and bouncy and Momma says, "Oh, Dexter, I need to take Mango because he loves his rides so much." Do you believe it?
We got some icky wet snow this morning so instead of walkies, I had to go outside and help clear the deck and potty paths.
The Relentlessly Duh Where is My Bottom is seen here showing how he "helps" with the snow clearing. Once his feet hit the shovel he totally FREAKS and gets paralyzed like his backsides have somehow fallen off the edge of the earth.
Of course he wouldn't have this problem if he didn't always insist on backing up at the most inconvenient moments.
The snow is fun for me. I am always up for some athletic playtime regardless of the weather.
Ignore my brother in this picture. Obviously his "brain" is confused with trying to execute a U-turn so he can go back inside.
I even got zoomies! Going...
I try to run as fast as I can to knock Momma over when she is kneeling down to take my picture. She got up just in the nick of time here. But I will keep working on my technique.
Once inside, I politely resume my position in bed, but ever alert to the possibility of more fun for ME!
P.S. For those RH fans, there is something new on the dumb Mango Minster blog, I think.