Or this one? Um...for those of you who may have been to Mango's blog, I fear he did not quite give you an accurate portrayal of WHAT REALLY HAPPENED AT THE BALLET.
Yes...I did dive through the orchestra pit to get to the stage...but there was a REASON!!!
I did bark and bark; I was tryin' to give Mango a warning!
That his PANTS er tu tu was on FIRE! Seems the Relentless Hooge gets nervous in MJ's presence. And for those who know and love him...when RH gets nervous, he um expresses flatus...as in FARTS! There was a little spark from one of the toy soldiers windin' up....
and a small 'splosion.... I yipped and yipped till the sprinklers went off, and directed the fire extinguisher till Jack Frost nipped at Mango's door...He tossed his flaming tu tu off and roached around on stage till the fire was out. Mango was uninjured (cept for his pride) and the 1928 Boston Opera House was saved from fire.
The city was greatful and presented me with this trophy.
Which I humbly accepted. (Looks a lot like somethin' to do with some kinda Souper Bowl. I'm pretty sure the city has a lot of these things anyway...it'll be good to get this thing back in Pittsburgh!)