>From the Cryptozoological Files of the Big Sky Country I give you:
The Lake Missoula Dirt-Backed Stump Humper
At least that’s what Julia called Bernard, my big, dumb dog, last night. With the weather warming up and drying everything out, he has increased his rolling around on the ground on his back activities. Which means he tends to walk around the house trailing dead leaves and grass, looking like he’s about to sprout mushrooms.
He’s getting as gray as I am these days. Julia may mock him, he may snore louder than my bride, and I may question his intellect, but he’s still the most loyal guy I know.