I've Fallen in a Trench and Can't Get Out!

I have a funny story to share with you about my little dog, Hercules. As some of you know, Adam has been working very hard to get our house and property up to snuff and ready for the arrival of our baby in December. He has been working on digging a trench 8 inch wide by 2 feet deep from the back yard to the front yard. He is about 1/3 of the way done. He always covers up the trench with plastic or boards for safety.

Here's a picture of the trench when he started so you can get an idea of the size.

He worked on the trench some more last night and we got a bit of rain around 9pm. We let Hercules, our all white Maltese dog, out at 10:30pm before bed. While he was out we were talking in the kitchen and all of a sudden heard him barking. I mentioned to Adam that his bark didn't sound like his normal bark. Adam responded with, "he probably fell in my trench". We threw on the outside lights and all I could see was Hercules' little white head sticking out of the trench. He looked so helpless. We ran outside to rescue him. I thought about leaving him in there for a moment so I could get his picture but Adam was worried he might have been hurt. He wasn't hurt but filthy dirty.

Hercules after his trench fall.

He came running across the yard to me. Adam carried him inside so I could clean him up. It took a good hour to get him back to his shiny, white color. He slept like a baby after that ordeal. I was still laughing about the whole thing this morning.