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The Annoyed Man wrote: ↑Thu Mar 18, 2021 9:01 am Have you sat down and talked to your wife yet about priorities?

Tried to but she doesn't seem to have any. 32 years with that woman you would think I would learn. I did say I love her right

First, let me say I wasn't sure where to put this. Started to put it in in Animal Rescue section but that was more for groups, thought about the Never Again section but that is mostly gun related, then there is LEO and Bloopers but I figured that the Bloopers was for LEO contacts only so I chose Off Topic. Seems to fit.

TRUE STORIES:

Anyway, now for the story. It was the 4th day of no power at the house, my Koi pond had varying thickness of ice covering it, we had been staying at our office where we had power and we were on one of our "check on the house" excursions. It was my wife, my 110 lb Golden Retriever, and my 90 lb Pit Bull (I know but this isn't a bash the pitbull story*****completely anyway).
First, I pull up to the house and keep pushing the button for the garage door. Okay, no power stupid. Get out and unlock the front door after finding the correct key (we use the garage door as our entry and exit point). Dogs go running in, we get in, I go through and open the back door and the dogs go running out. Apparently, there was a bird or squirrel on the ice in the pond so bot dogs headed that way, nothing unusual. Then I hear the splash and the whimpering along with frantic splashing sounds. I turn around and sure enough, the pit bull had slid off of the side of the pond, out onto and the into the pond. He was trying frantically to get back to the edge and out. Seeing his issue I, being the "Best Dog Dad in the World" (or so says my shirt) jumped in, grabbed him and lifted him onto the side then I crawl out. He runs to the door where my wife, who was watching, was waiting on him with a towel and took him in, drying him off and covering him with a blanket......All while I am still standing at the back door, dripping icicle's, while trying to get out of my wet clothes (didn't care who saw me either). After what seemed to be an hour, although only about 10 minutes but still too long, she brings me a towel and blanket. Now I love my wife and pretty sure she loves me, and I love my dogs. But come on, they have hair , I had jeans and a shirt (threw my jacket off before I went in) and had to come out of them .

Fast forward to yesterday morning. We had a line of storms move through yesterday morning between 3:30 and 6:30. Let the dogs out back and all 3 (we have a little 15lb mixed up breed also). headed to the corner of our back yard by a power pole and just raising cane. I head out there in the mud and water and see they have a possum cornered behind the pole between it ant the fence. Now, they are not going to back off the possum and he ain't coming out with them there so I go up, grab the collar on both big dogs and try to pull them back. Then, the little dog, bless her brave heart, decides to bite the possum's tail. . When she did, the possum comes out and climbs up my leg, all I can see are these giant teeth looking up at me , then it takes off and both big dogs went after it, while I am still holding their collars. Pulled me down in the slick mud, ran across top of me getting muddy prints on my shirt as well as jeans, all the while, my wife is standing there watching and laughing . I did say I love my wife and dogs, right