So, I go out to cut the grass. The dog follows me as usual.
Pushing the mower around while the dog is throwing toys at me trying to get me to play.
All of a sudden, the dog and I are covered in yellow jackets.... So I am scrambling across the yard flailing my arms and hat trying to keep the bees out of my face.
The dog thinks we are playing and is running around me in circles wagging and jumping, until she gets bit on the butt.
So I am flailing, the dog is yelping, growling and snapping and I am dodging teeth and bees.
Can't get in the house because don't want the bees to follow so the dog and I are looking for a safe haven.
Bees left us alone after a couple of minutes with only minor damage to ego and soul but I am sure if the neighbors were watching it was probably really funny...
