This is a great topic!! I think all the above has happened to me! Oh...except the jacuzzi incident!
Hmmm...the most embarrassing one....
I was trying to teach Buster how to swim in the pool one day. Well, I was home alone, I know..dumb idea already. Well, I couldn't coax Buster into the pool on his own, and rather than just throw him in, I figured I would carry him in. :emtidea: Hello.... 74 lbs. of pure muscle?!?!
So here I go, onto the pool deck, pick up Buster, again 74 lbs...,I start walking into the pool with him. Wow, he's really okay with this.

Well, I get him in the pool and figure okay I'll just let go. WRONG!!! :crazyeye:
There were legs flying, flapping, and grabbing everywhere. There was water splashing every which way, I couldn't even see. When I finally was able to get him and calm him down and carry him (did I mention he was 74 lbs?) out of the pool, I discovered I was pretty much wounded! :doh: I had these scratches all down my arms, down my stomach, and all over my thighs...on the insides and outside! I pretty much looked like I got into a war with a wolverine! 8O Let me tell you...it wasn't pretty!
Well, don't ya know the next day I had my yearly gynecological exam. Yes, I actually went. :shifty: Well, when the doctor came in and said "scoot on down" , and then a quick, "what the heck happened to you?" It was quite embarrassing to say the least, and I don't really think he was a boxer person because I don't think he bought my story too much. :chatterbox:
And that's the last time I went to that doctor or office! Oh, and that was also the last time I ever try to get the dogs to swim in the pool by myself again! :winkle: