Meanwhile, Timmy is still trapped in the well

I don't know why I always get choked up by stories of heroic dogs. Maybe it's because I have a sneaking suspicion that my dogs wouldn't come looking for me trapped under a tractor unless I happened to have been basted in gravy first. Then there's the cat, who would shift the tractor into gear on top of me and not lose a minute's sleep over it. This is why it's good I don't live on a farm. That and the fact that I'm afraid of pigs.