I just lost it.

I was married to a previous wife at the time

and we had a very large Collie.

And I had been working out in the backyard.

I was enclosing in a porch at our house.

I can't remember the dog's name but anyway I'd worked all day

on this silly-ass screened-in porch.

And I called to the dog to bring him or her

out to go to the bathroom.

And instead of going through the door that I had held open,

she went through one of the screens I had just put up.

She had been used to the porch not being screened

in so it wasn't the least bit unusual.

She got hung up between the outside and the inside

of the screen and I just absolutely lost it.

I mean beyond all, I mean certainly a reason

to be angry but I just lost it.

I was yelling and screaming and throwing things

and yelling at the dog.

I lifted him up off the wall that he was caught on

and threw him onto the ground and just ranted

around the house, yelling at everybody

that would even be near me that this was so stupid,

how can any dog be so dumb and how could his mother,

which was my wife at the time, allow the dog to do that?

The only one who I didn't yell at was the mailman

because he wasn't around.

He probably would have got an earful at the same time.

It didn't make a lot of sense at the time but it happened.