Amber came outside to see find Bryson when she spotted his feet sticking out from underneath the deck. I had crawled under there to nail up some wire fence to keep Dasher out of the area that gets muddy, and Bryson thought he needed to be in the same tiny spot that I was in. He thought I was much softer than the dirt and rocks, so that is where he stayed, on top of me, making a tight spot even tighter.
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