Ode to a Brussels Griffon

One of my neighbors is an amazing dog named Brimley--he has a Mohawk. Yah: I said he was amazing.  The other day I witnessed what is apparently a common smooshy-faced-doggie phenomenon: the reverse sneeze.

Alarming as it is, I was nonetheless impressed by the athleticism of the event.  Brimley took a wide four-legged stance, haunches tensed and ready for the Big One. Then: waves of sneezy wheezing rocked his little muscly frame. It was a jowly soft-palate explosion, incorporating whiskers, buckteeth and Mohawk in a fifteen second Rumba to exorcise the allergen from his nose. He remained strong throughout; the wide four-legged doggie stance should be an inspiration to us all.