Liz and I were watching an episode of Seinfeld the other night when three things happened in rapid succession. First, the screen went blank halfway through the show. Two seconds later, our goofball pit bull/lab mix, Martha, who had been standing in front of the DVD player, bolted out of the room at warp speed. At that point, the DVD tray popped out, ejecting the disc.
We quickly figured out that Martha had touched the “eject” button with her nose. When the motor that was about to spit out the DVD whirred to life, the sound scared the bejesus out of her. (She's easily frightened.) That sent Martha running for cover only seconds before the DVD emerged. God only knows what will happen if she ever gets her paws on the remote.
We quickly figured out that Martha had touched the “eject” button with her nose. When the motor that was about to spit out the DVD whirred to life, the sound scared the bejesus out of her. (She's easily frightened.) That sent Martha running for cover only seconds before the DVD emerged. God only knows what will happen if she ever gets her paws on the remote.
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