What’s wrong with this picture? Hmmmm…..

Notice that the top of the can isn’t opened, the can is squished, and there’s a tiny hole in the side of it.

Apparently, the dog was thirsty.

So Ryan brings the can to me in the living room and asks if he can have some. I said yes and that I would pour it into a cup in a minute.  (We were in the middle of some pretty serious Lincoln Log house construction at the time. It’s hard work, ya know! I couldn’t be interrupted!)

He sets the can down on the living room floor – fair game as far as the puppy is concerned!

The next thing I know, I’m getting sprayed by *something*, but I can’t figure out what it is – and I’m peeling the dog from the ceiling! (Didn’t think he could jump that high!)

Yep – Willie had somehow bit the can, releasing the pressure AND the soda started spraying! Picture me laughing as I run the can to the sink trying to contain the soda. All I could think about were guys drinking beer after punching a hole in the can with something, and then popping the top. (I think I got that right, never tried it myself… OK, looked it up – it’s called “shotgunning” – isn’t the Internet great? It’s just amazing what you can find!)

I guess Willie was thirsty! Luckily, it wasn’t too much of a mess and our construction project was spared! (Though a few of the logs are kinda sticky now!)