The dog is on fire.
If anyone gets that reference, they're a geek.
In other random news...
When I was little, we had a real old wood fire. When my sister was crawling, and I was somewhere between 5 and 6, my mum left the room briefly to do something, and left the fireguard off the fire. She came back to find that my sister had tried to crawl towards the fire, and I had pulled her off the hearth by her legs. There were little finger marks in the ash around the fire where her hands had been.
I are hero.