This particular time involved a helium filled balloon, that according to him, was alive.....
He's lying on the love-seat eyeballing this balloon as it dips and rises in the air. Barks getting louder and louder. Hair on his back rising. Going from laying to standing on the couch. Never taking his eyes off the evil balloon. Meanwhile, Katie is positive he's alerting to an intruder in the yard and is barking HER fool head off at the front door.
John is tired of listening to him, grabs the balloon and starts heading down the hallway. Rio, feeling brave, proceeds to follow John, arching his neck out to sniff the balloon. John turns quickly around (balloon still in hand) and Rio does his Scooby impersonation as all 4 legs go in opposite directions. He finally gets his legs to cooperate with him and dives for the couch. We're cracking up and then it hits......the smell! The most horrid thing I've EVER smelled in my life. Oddly enough, that just makes us laugh even harder! It was either that or cry!
And to make it even better? My sister-in-law had just pulled in the driveway with her kids and a friend to visit for a bit. NICE!
(For anyone curious as to WHAT the smell was, it was him expressing his anal glands in fright. I compare it to a skunks reaction. LOL)