A Dignified Dog's Indignity

Did I ever mention that our boxer has only three legs? She loves her family and is loyal to protecting us always. When we go to our sledding hill we have to snow machine a couple of miles out to a remote area. There is no way she would be able to keep up with us on her three legs for the trip out there, and she wouldn't think of being left behind. So while our lab lopes alongside the snow machine, kicking up snow with glee, our boxer is forced to suffer the humiliation of riding in John's lap. I think she thinks sledding is dangerous for us because, when we are about to launch down the hill, she will stand in front of the sled and bark. She tries to block our descent. So she suffers the indignity of riding the snow machine just so she can try to stop us flying down a fast hill. And what do we do in return? We shove her to the side and scream all the way down the luge run.