I heard Jasper continuing to growl at the box and wrestle with it, and I laughed to myself while I was looking up historic sites in Dublin. Then, inexplicably, I heard Jasper whimper. I turned around, and at first saw nothing but the cereal box, now standing upright with a strange bulge. I was a bit confused at first, until another whimper led me to discover where Jasper had gotten to.
Yes, the cereal box apparently won the wrestling match. I grabbed the camera:
The next few minutes were among the most amusing of my entire week, as I watched Jasper attempting to free himself from his box captor. First, he pushed his butt up in the air, but that didn't seem to help, so he managed to turn himself over and then looked to me for assistance.
Yes, I did finally stop taking pictures and help the dog get out of the cereal box. Yessir, that's my boy!
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