Hank went flying into a ditch this weekend. Yep, he torpedoed out of the woods not imagining in his wildest dreams that the bottom was about to drop out. I saw it all happen and I laughed. I laughed at my poor dog who yelped as his big belly flopped into the creek below. But so did Asia. Ryan, concerned as he should have been, ran over to make sure he hadn’t broken anything and even waded in to get him. We were relieved he was okay because looking back that could have been bad, REALLY bad. Asia and I were also relieved that we could keep laughing. Ollie got to see for himself why Hank isn’t allowed off his leash.