(NaBloPoMo Day 3)
Aristotle, our 70 pound pit bull, decided he did not like the neighbor's dogs barking at him, and ran so hard he snapped out of his collar to meet them at their fence. It took me a while, but I was finally able to wrestle him back to our porch. In work clothes and on a full bladder, natch! And the strain of it surprisingly didn't cause me empty it. Not even a little bit, y'all! And my work clothes remained clean. If that's not a win, then I don't know what is!