Rescue Mission: Save distressed puppy

So this morning the neighbourhood has been slowly driven mad by my evil neighbour’s (Satan himself) continuously yelping puppy. Eventually I got so fed up that I climbed the tree that overlooks our neighbour-from-hell’s yard to see what was going on, only to discover that the puppy had fallen into the grimy infested scum bucket that they call a pool and wasn’t able to lift itself out of it since nobody was home. So… a rescue mission was planned.

Rescue Mission: Save distressed puppy

Procedure: Climbing the tree that overlooks Satan’s yard with a stepladder and Beenos in hand (to potentially distract mother of puppy), my brother Ayrton climbed over the wall and landed in hell itself. Shuffling along the pool edge he made it to the puppy and hoisted it up to freedom, where it gratefully wagged its soggy tail and wandered off. Ayrton then made his way back along the edge of the pool, stopped in his tracks by a confused chicken, and then dashed around it back to the stepladder, scrambled back over the wall and was home free.

Status: Mission successful. Neighbourhood peaceful once again.