Sammy bridges falling down.

Too bad nobody had a camera or a hand free to operate it: Ever noticed how we greyhounds like to walk over other dogs and they like to walk under us? They call ME a clown, but I was innocently standing crossways in front of Mom Pat when my big foster brother Maks(95 lbs of GSD/Malemute) decided to get to her by walking under me. He's only a little shorter, so I was suddenly teetering across his back, all feet off the floor. As if that wasn't wierd enough, other brother Kahn( a mere 65 pounder) decided to try to wedge himself under me,too as I dangled . Mom was laughing so hard, she had trouble unstacking us. She and a  couple of hundred pounds of dog wound up in a  in a pile in the living room floor. Luckily, we were on a nice soft rug.   She's been calling us  her Three Stooges  ever since.   We DO have fun times, but I'm hoping to get out to a Meet & Greet next weekend. Time to get back to the hunt for a forever home of my own. Know anybody who's needing a good laugh? I'm good at providing them.