Sorry I had to go so suddenly yesterday. You know how sick bladders are (wink, wink). So where were we? Oh, right. The top of a cliff with four men and an extremely scary looking rope...
Now that my human had a rope, she had to figure out what to do with it. One of the Vizsla-men suggested trying to lasso Pug. Let's call this Dumb Idea #1. My human has never lasso'd anything in her life and suddenly she was expected to be a cowgirl? Right. She tried a few times but didn't even come close. None of the men even tried.
Dumb Idea #2 was so dumb I don't even remember what it was. I do know it didn't work though.
Which brings us to Dumb Idea #3: tie one end of the scary rope around my human, the other end around the four men and... oh my... I think you can see where this is going.
I did not like this idea AT ALL and neither did two of the four men. My gimpy-brained human, the crazy Bikeman and the dumbest Vizsla-man seemed totally OK with it. My vote didn't count for some reason so gimpy, crazy and dumb got their way.
There was a lot of talking. What to do, what not to do, what to do if x,y and z went wrong. When Pug started cackling again, my human grabbed the rope and started tying.
In case you don't remember, this is the scary rope:
SMART VIZSLA MAN #1: do you even know how to tie a knot?
MY HUMAN: yep. I used to climb a lot in Yosemite. It's fine. I'm fine.
SMART VIZSLA MAN #2: this does not seem fine.
CRAZY BIKEMAN: man, this rope can hold a crab pot. They're stupid heavy.
MY HUMAN: It's fine. I'm fine.
I've seen pictures of my human on cliffs in Yosemite. The rope there did not look scary. She also wore special shoes and a helmet and all sorts of special cliff-climbing things. Soooo not the same as a crab rope, four men, three vizslas and me. So not fine.
Hold on tight. Please try not to die. I love you.
Pug will absolutely kill me if tell you what happened next because he was the one on the side of the cliff with my human, not me. He'll be back tomorrow. Sorry!!
Love you like cashmere,