Here’s an excerpt from Part 763 of Easy As Falling Off A Bike by Angharad:

“Ooh, now I’m really scared.”

“So you should be, but if you get back in your car and go there’ll be nothing more said about it.”

“Ooh, so ’ow you gonna talk wiv no teef?”

He was still the other side of the bonnet of the car, inside which his huge hound was going bananas. The engine was still running, and the dog was bouncing about–then something very funny happened. The dog ran his master over.

One minute I’m in fear and trembling for my life–the next, the excitable, bloodthirsty hound fell off the seat and must have hit the handbrake, because the car jerked forwards and drove the thug into the hedge, which was mixed with hawthorn and sloe. I stood in stunned silence as he yelled and screamed as the car continued a slow crawl into the hedge, its paintwork protected by the large lout trapped in front of it and apparently driven by his dog. I’m sure that was illegal–unless the dog had a provisional licence and even then, matey should have been inside supervising or accidents happen.

“Get it off me,” he was screaming, but there was no way I was putting my hand inside that car–not with the Hound of the Baskervilles running about inside. I could only stand and watch in bemused horror. I didn’t even have my mobile with me.

Just then a tractor came along and I flagged it down. He called the police and between us we tried to work out how to stop the car’s persistent crawl over its owner’s body. He was still alive by the sounds of agony coming from the front of the car under the gently running engine.

Fast forward now to today’s news:

Dog runs over man with truck

An American man needed hospital treatment after reportedly run over by his own truck, after his dog put it into gear.

(More at the link above.)

Isn’t it amazing how life does imitate fiction?

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