My Dad suggested a spray bottle with ammonia. We started crossing the dock with an umbrella and a bottle of homemade Windex. Cheney would take on the spray full force, then just dip his face in the river to clean up. He was invincible.
Joe, one of the maintenance guys, said the only way to get rid of the "protected species" was to burn their feet off with lye.
But one day, Mark picked up the failed Field Museum rubber snake and snapped it at Cheney like a bullwhip; just like that, he swam the other way.
Fellini knew how to tame those wild ones all along.
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