hmm I just typed this but somehow it didn't take so I will type it again.

About 20 years or so ago I was doing a concert in the park here in town. They have every wednesday in the summer someone playing or some group playing at the gazebo in town. Most of the people attending are quite elderly and don't hear very well which is a good thing for me. I always enjoyed playing there however, because I didn't have to dodge flying beer bottles. Well I remember playing a lightfoot song sitting in front of the mike when I noticed I left my guitar case for my Martin open on the lawn next to the stage. No problem I thought. Suddenly this little elderly lady came over, sat down in her lawn chair with her little dog. The little dog (weiner dog I think) walked up to my case, raised his leg and took a wizz into it. He was making a statement on my music I guess.