When Chris was 10 or so he had this black lab. His name was Mingo. He was a full blood lab and had a better name than that but we called him Mingo and it just stuck. Anyway, I remember one 4th of July, the kids were shooting fireworks out in our driveway. They were having a really good time!
Now Mingo was terrified of them!! So when I came out the door going into the garage, Mingo went IN the door ...going into the laundry room. Now this was a big dog...he wasn't fat but he was a good sized dog. Somehow he got between the washer and dryer and was sitting there whimpering and howling. He wouldn't come out...even after the fireworks were over! I tried bribing him to come out... I even braced both feet against the w/d and grabbed his ears and tried to pull him out! Nope! Finally I propped the door going outside open and eventually he went out... dumb dog! I still miss him!
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