He even pointed to the spot. His two Great Danes were sniffing around it, but Mr. Hall shooed them away. I think that's an excuse. I think Dad is scared the dogs will bite us, but Pauly and I know better. They won't jump in the pool with us but they lick our faces while we're in the water when Mr. Hall lets them inside the gate.
Parents are afraid of everything.
Dad wanted to cut a husk open, but Mom said he had to carpet the stairs. They had a little fight and Mom won. So Pauly and I watched him and even helped a little. Dad started out mad but got better. When he slid a husk out of the bag it was very smelly like when Mom lets something stay in the refrigerator too long, or when we found Mrs. Acker's dead cat.