how'd he do that?

sayers is getting older. perhaps that explains it, or perhaps he really is my dog after all. i took him out the other day, and when it came time to go home i told him to get in the car. "kennel" in dog speak. so, he made an amazing leap into the back of the car (car mind you, not the truck). and then he slipped, or something, and fell out of the car right onto his back. his clean, white back mind you. the one that had just been bathed mere hours before. of course we were in a parking lot, landing in parking lot grease puddles. yes, that is my dog. i told him he was a good pooch, try it again. i'm still not sure what happened the first time.