After walking for about 20 minutes, Lucy starts sneezing. I look down to see what's causing the problem and see a little half inch twig stuck on her nose. I try to brush it off but it doesn't budge. "Oh my gosh Jon, it's stuck in her nose!" Jon bends down to examine the situation and I hold her head still as he extracts the twig. The twig just kept coming and coming until five inches later, it was finally was out. Five stinkin' inches! Can you even believe that? That stick must have just been at the perfect angle in order to slide that effortlessly up her nose. It seriously probably passed all the way through her nostril and was starting to go down her throat. Poor dog. She's fine though and honestly it must not have been that horrific of an experience for her because while she usually has quite the flare for the dramatic, all she did was sneeze.
The world can sure be a dangerous place when you live your whole life one foot off the ground.