Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Dax + Fan = Danger

So, if you have dogs, you may know that when they fart, it really stinks. I mean a stink far worse than any human fart, I don't care what you ate. My dog, Dax, farts all of the time. Ask anyone who has been around him. He can clear a room and you won't even hear it coming. With that said, I had a rude awakening because of said fart the other night.
In our bedroom we have a box fan that is going at night. Mainly because Jenni sleeps with a sweatsuit on and the heating mattress pad going 365 days a year. She is never not cold. The fan is so I can sleep without waking up sweating, feeling like a lizard on a hot rock. Anyway, Dax has a bed on the floor next to the bed, next to the fan.
As I am lying in bed, drifting away, I am assaulted by a massive DF (Dax Fart). The fan spreads the DF faster than lightning and hits me like a sledgehammer. I went from almost asleep to panicking, trying to get a real breath of oxygen. Like when you watch a mob movie and the hitman sneaks up and throws a plastic bag over his target. The guys goes from relaxing on his couch, watching the ballgame, to fighting for his life. I go under the covers to avoid the cloud and hope it passes over. I can hardly breathe under the covers, but at least I can breathe. It clears and not 2 seconds later, I'm drilled with another one. There is no reaction time, even if you hear it, with the fan, it's all over. That was it, he had to go or Jenni was going to die in her sleep and not even know. I don't know what piece of laundry he ate, but it was tearing him up like some bad Mexican. Don't let a farting dog anywhere near a fan. It is a deadly combo.

1 comment:

Travis said...

I experienced a DF this afternoon. It was pretty heavy. About 1:30 pm, longest dog fart ever, I think.

Daisy tried to teach Boston how to walk the tightrope ledge by the cocker spaniels.

Plus, I do have your key, it is now on my key chain.