And then the day that the boy, the dog, and I were walking out back by the dam. A great bull snake was sunning himself on the concrete shelf. Startled by our arrival, the snake fell into the pond. This dog, Rene--Wasatch Renegade, sire of two field champions--was a Labrador Retriever, and things that splashed were things to fetch. Off the dam Rene leaped, grasping the great snake, making the shore, the snake wrapping itself around Rene's neck, biting his right cheek. A bite, incidentally, of no consequence.