so there was this one time when i was like 8, my friends and i decided it’d be the best idea ever to build a “fort” in my backyard. we basically just threw a bunch of blankets over the clothesline and called it a day. anyway, we were playing “house” and i somehow convinced everyone i was the king of our little fort kingdom. things were going great until my dog, max, decided to charge through our “walls” like a fluffy bulldozer. fort was destroyed, we all ended up in a giggling pile, and max was just wagging his tail like he’d saved the day. good times, man. 😂 