About 25 years ago I worked at Pilatus Aircraft in Switzerland. The RSAF were having some teething problems with their PC9 trainers and myself and a couple of other systems engineers from BAe Brough were loaned to Pilatus to try and help them solve the problems.
We worked for an excitable Swiss engineer called Herman for whom everything had to be done at top speed and short notice. Also in our office was a Czech engineer called George who was the complete opposite. He was very thorough and methodical but took ages to get even the smallest job done. One thing both had in common was that they were both tug pilots at the local gliding club on Buochs airfield. Since I was also a glider pilot I occasionally joined in their conversations.
One Monday morning Herman came in to the office with a big grin on his face and told us the following story. George had been doing the daily inspection of the tug the previous day. He noticed that the nose leg oleo seemed to be leaking. He rubbed the leaking area with his finger and thought it felt more like water than oil. He then licked his finger and thought it tasted salty. Very puzzled by this and being of a very cautious nature he went over to Herman and told him the nose leg was leaking what seemed to be salt water. How could this be happening? Herman replied 'Didn't you see that dog pissing on the nose leg a few minutes ago?......'
Walbut