Yesterday afternoon I was taking Odie for his usual morning walk when a kid of about 3 years old started runnung up screaming "DOGGGIE!!!!! DOGGIE!!!". Mind you, Odie is scared to death of kids. So in an attempt to get away from the kid, Odie wrapped himself around my legs with his leash, while trying to get the kid to back off AND trying to untangle myself at the same time, I fell down SPLAT onto the concrete sidewalk. I look down at the my throbbing knee and see blood dripping. Out of now where comes the presumed father of this screeching kid and asks if I'm ok. I tell him I'm fine and just want to go home now. I really wanted to tell him that his continued screeching from his kid "DOGGIE!!! MINE!!! DOGGIE!!!" was wearing down my nerves and patience. When I got home I stripped down and sat in the bathtub with peroxide and the shower head.
As far as that goes, same old, same old and I'm still trying to talk with Mr. Picnic, but he seems to be extremely busy at the present time. And I'm also rushing around getting the final paperwork done the cruise Sam and I will be going on in September.
As far as that goes, same old, same old and I'm still trying to talk with Mr. Picnic, but he seems to be extremely busy at the present time. And I'm also rushing around getting the final paperwork done the cruise Sam and I will be going on in September.
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My dog gave me rope burns on my shin from her leash a couple years ago. I still have a scar from it.
Nice to see some new Houston faces on here. For awhile there was only like 6 of us.