Trust no one!
So here I am, the Meathead, the main dog, the man ...
at my Papa's camp grounds.
Soaking in the beautiful sun.
Life is good! I am with all my peoples.
No problems on my radar!
Suddenly the sun is blocked - by too many bodies!
Hmmm... too much attention focused on me!
Hey, Meathead, Milo here. This doesn't look good. Not good.
Not good at all!
What!!! Water on my back?
I think I remember this happening before.
This is not a good development!
This is not going to throw me!
Proceed with dignity!
Sigh! Water again!
OK, guys. You knew this was coming.
This is unacceptable. I am not happy.
I will not forget!
I am never going to forget this, Grandma. You could have rescued me instead of taking pictures.
My eyes are closed. My expectations are totally dashed!
Finally. A towel!
Trust no one.