A childhood friends family owned a St. Bernard. Teh walking duty fell to one of his younger siblings. We were in the front yard when we heard this cry of Whoa Whoa. We looked up to see the sibling riding the dog down the hill. All was well ’til they got to the rail fence – dog went between two rails and the sibling, well, only suffered minor scraps and bruises.
A Plugger knows it’s on temporary until the next rain storm. Same with the bird sh!t white.