“Huck, how about I throw you up in the air and you do three revolutions and land on one foot like the Chinese pair skaters did to win the Gold Metal?”
“And we would be doing this where? I don’t see an arena or a pond. In fact it looks like Siberia out here.” Even if I did land on one foot, no one could see it, I’d be three feet down in a drift. Besides there’s my tail to think of.”
“Always with the tail. You constantly rub it in that I don’t have a tail. Momma Dog where is my tail?”
“hummmm.”