Clown

Yesterday evening I was sitting in outside in our garden typing the last post. I was having a good laugh making fun of Tagar, laughing away as I uploaded her 'frozen' pics.

Just then Daddy came home from work. I showed him the newly added post, and he had a good laugh at Tagar too. Togo came nosing at the screen and (I believe) had a good ha-woo too.

It was quite awhile before we realized that something was missing - Tagar! Usually when Daddy comes home from work he gets a welcoming party of two excited dogs, but only Togo jumped on him so far. Where's Tagar?

We were laughing at her so much, we didn't realize she was missing!

We went around the house calling for her, and still no Tagar. So strange. We called and called and called and still no Tagar.

Then we heard faint scrabbling sound under the car. There's a friend's low slung Mazda in the driveway (Daddy fixes cars at home to earn a little extra - yeah times are bad), and wedged under it was a fat Tagar - stuck fast.

Tagar frequently crawls under our car, mainly to get away from Togo for a bit of peace. She crawls under all the cars Daddy bring home to fix, but this Mazda is much lower that most and Tagar just discovered that the hard way.

When she saw me peering at her she started to whine. I tried but couldn't dislodge her, and didn't want to drag her and risk injury. Tagar started to whine more. Togo crawled down the not-so-low front and nosed her for comfort. Daddy brought out the jack to jack up the car, and Tagar started crying in earnest.

It was very funny situation, and we were trying not to laugh too much, but when Tagar started crying it wiped the grins clean of our faces. Daddy especially is very attached to Tagar (little girls are always daddy's pets). But he couldn't get a good position to jack up the car with the fat Tagar in the way.

Tagar started wailing. Daddy couldn't stand it anymore, he lifted the front end of the car, enough for me to reach out and pull fat Tagar out. She was visibly shaken and sat quietly in our arms as we cuddled and hugged her (and licked her, in Togo's case).

Of course there's no photo. Its mighty mean to go grab a camera while she's stuck there, crying.

But it is a funny story, ya? We were having a good laugh at frozen Tagar, and off she goes and gives us something else to laugh about. Fat Tagar stuck under a car! Ha-woo!

Stop laughing, please. I'm not fat!