NATIONAL BOAT RACING ASSOCIATION

If you think it was bad at Lake Talleywacker, listen to this...

Whenever I fire up the grill, Pecos, (Sharons dog) finds another spot to be.

Just before we sit down to have dinner, Sharon takes the dog his dinner....can't find him, and she won't let me eat untill I do, soo I jump on the 4 wheeler and start out...I finally spot him, at least I see his ears, down in the stock pond.

As I'm sure you know, we haven't had much rain, and the ponds are pretty dried up, and the exposed bottom is like quick sand, only mud...quick mud. and there out in the "quick mud" is Sharons dog Pecos. Just his head, his back, and his tail showing.

I call him and he gives me a "Can't you see I'm stuck?" look... Hmmm, so since I'm barefoot I start out toward him, and by the time I reach him, the top sundried crust breaks through and down I go all the way to my hips...in "quick mud".

By then, Sharon's freaked because she thinks her dog is missing, and I'm getting freaked because my T-Bone is getting cold.

I reach over and grab the dog, (a 100 pound German Shepard) around the chest and begin to pull him out of the quick mud, and the SOB growls at me. so, there I am bear hugging, face to face with Sharons dog who doesn't think that much of me anyway.

I finally get him unstuck enough so that he scrambles out, takes one look over his shoulder and splits....

He obviously took his time getting back to the house, and since he was covered in mud, Sharon puts 2 & 2 together and locates me (stuck up to my waist by that time) in good ole Texas Quick Mud.

It takes a tractor with a rope tied to it to get me out of there....but my cell phone decided to stay behind.

How do I know? Because if you stand at the edge of the pond and call my number, somewhere in that mud, you can just make out the muffled "de de de de deet"

So, take my word for it, ol Lake Talleywacker could have been a lot worse.

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What a deal! The main thing is you saved the dog right? Can you tell that story real fast?

Great story Mark.  Thanks Mark for the one hundred dollar donation to our gravel-Ramp fund, you make it possible to get that third load.  Good footing is important to me, as I am getting a little over the hill.  You probably need a load in that pond..

Great story!

Glad all are ok , but that is a funny story .

Alan Owen at September 15, 2011 at 8:08 AM

What a deal! The main thing is you saved the dog right? Can you tell that story real fast?

I can't tell it real fast Alan, BUT I know somebody that can!

In fact, I could give him your cell number, and I am sure he would be more than happy to give you a call!

What a hoot!!! Sounds like the recent "train wreck" lawn-mower fire I got involved in. Glad Pecos got out, you got as lukewarm T-bone, and you and Vernon are looking for a new cell phone!

Dan

Mark ,I really hope that your tbone didnt get too cold, i know how tough those can get when there cold, besides that they can leave that bit of grissel stuck in your teeth, but I am a fortunate 1 in that case , I can take my teeth out to be able to get it out  ROFLMAO

Mark,

Sounds like you need to fine the dog for the Cut Off  Rule, Cold steak is unexceptable!

Sounds worse than Lilly Pads.